More Than Words.
Pictured are my father's parents; Nana and Grandpa Sumstad with my baby sister Christine and my brother Steve. I'm standing in front of my grandfather and I look a bit sickly because I had only recently undergone open heart surgery for a congenital heart defect.
As I remember back so many years ago, it seems like it was only yesterday. It's amazing how that can happen when it concerns momentous occasions in your life.
At the time, surgical techniques were not quite what they are today. The surgeon told my parents that I had a 50/50 chance of making it through the operation.
My mom was interviewed by several newspapers since she was having a hard time locating enough blood donors. The Smithtown Messenger wrote the piece above.
However, Newsday wrote an article with the bold headline:
"Mother Pleads for Blood to Save Life of Daughter, 7".
That got much attention and ...plenty of blood donors.
I've been studying Ann Spangler's "Praying the Names of God". The focus for this week has been on God as healer or Yahweh Rophe.
Before I entered the hospital, many people prayed. I was asked to come forward at my grandparents' church, Smithtown Gospel Tabernacle as the elders prayed over me. (I have to add that when I checked the link for this church, I was so excited to see my grandfather Henry Sumstad's name recorded in their church history. He began prayer meetings in his home in 1950 after moving to Long Island from Brooklyn.)
I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the Lord answered the prayers of the people and my family. He healed me. God had a plan and a purpose for my life and He wasn't finished with me yet.
How grateful I am and so thankful to ...God my Healer.
Blessings and love,