Hannah's Prayer
Continuing with our message on "Hannah A Woman Of Prayer and Faith" let's read her prayer in verse 11 of I Samuel 1.
Verse 11: She vowed, saying, O Lord of hosts, if You will indeed look on the affliction of Your handmaid and (earnestly) remember, and not forget Your handmaid but will give me a son, I will give him to the Lord all his life; no razor shall touch his head.
What is a "vow"? it is a promise, an oath, guarantee, it is swearing to do something by giving your word and following through with that vow no matter what.
Have you ever made a "vow" to God? and if you did, did you keep that "vow"?
I remember when I found out that I was pregnant with my second child I began to pray and asked God for a boy. Our first child was a beautiful baby girl and for her we were very grateful and loved her with our whole hearts. But like many other men my husband really wanted a boy and of course I wanted a boy for him. So I began to pray, believe and trust God that I would have that son for my husband. I remember praying and making a vow to God that if He would give me a son that I would dedicate him and give him back to God to use for His glory. I promised God that I would raise him up in a christian home and that I would teach him, lead him and guide him to know, serve and worship Jesus. And so on May 21, 1971, weighing 5lbs. 6ozs., our son Ron was born. And the vow I had made to God, I followed through with, because when I made that vow, I meant it with my whole heart and I knew that God had a plan and a purpose for our son.
Ron had been born almost a month early due to my body rejecting the pregnancy and so the labor began. My labor was intense and so they gave me a saddle block to numb my abdomen so I would not feel the labor pains. The hours passed by slowly and my time in labor reached 27 hours but I had only dilated to three. As they continued to monitor the baby's heart beat they noticed that it was getting weaker and weaker due to the long labor and so the doctor told us that we needed to make a decision quickly, because his life was in danger. Our options were to take the baby as soon as possible by Cesarean or wait it out to see if I would dilate for a normal birth. We made the decision to go ahead and take him by Cesarean and I turned to my mother and father who were their at the hospital with me and asked them to pray. So they immediately got on the phone and started calling people to pray for a miracle. One of those that they called was my grandma Hines, who was a prayer warrior.
In the mean time the doctor and nurses began prepping me for surgery and said that they would need to get an ex ray to find out the position of the baby. So they took me up the elevator to have an ex ray done and while I was laying on the table trying to be still for the ex ray, I began to have feeling in my abdomen and back and the pains started again, but this time they were unbearable. By the time I got back down and off of the elevator the doctor took one look at me and said; oh my goodness, get this girl to the delivery room this baby is crowning. And so our son was born but he was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around his little neck and they had a hard time getting him to take his first breath. I remember turning my head to my left as they carried him to the incubator and seeing my son looking so limp, purple and lifeless. The doctor immediately called in the Pediatrician to check him out and one of the tests they did was to check for any brain damage due to a lack of oxygen to our baby's brain.
What they found out after looking at the ex ray was that the umbilical cord was wrapped around the baby's neck and with each labor pain his little head would try and push down the birth canal but the umbilical cord would pull tighter and tighter around his neck therefore cutting off oxygen to his brain. After seeing my son being carried away by the nurses and not able to hold him, I knew things did not look good for our son and so I began to pray and cry out to God. We needed another miracle and I remember having such faith and thinking God you spared our son and you have given him life so there must be a reason and purpose why he was born. That night the Pediatrician came into my room with a great big smile on his face and said that I have great news for you, your son has no brain damage but he will need to stay in the hospital for three weeks due to his lungs not being completely developed. After two week in the hospital we were able to bring him home and we rejoiced and thanked God for another miracle.
At three months of age we dedicated our son back to God and I reaffirmed my vow. Today He is a 5'11"-200lb muscular man that is healthy and loves God with his whole heart. He is a Correctional Officer/Fire Fighter and lives in Redding, California. God is using him to reach many felon's in the prison system with the gospel and mentoring them in the ways of the Lord. He is a blessing to not only his family but to everyone he comes in contact with. Thank you again Jesus for our miracle.
Next week part IV
Blessings,
Elma Garlock
Have you ever made a "vow" to God? and if you did, did you keep that "vow"?
I remember when I found out that I was pregnant with my second child I began to pray and asked God for a boy. Our first child was a beautiful baby girl and for her we were very grateful and loved her with our whole hearts. But like many other men my husband really wanted a boy and of course I wanted a boy for him. So I began to pray, believe and trust God that I would have that son for my husband. I remember praying and making a vow to God that if He would give me a son that I would dedicate him and give him back to God to use for His glory. I promised God that I would raise him up in a christian home and that I would teach him, lead him and guide him to know, serve and worship Jesus. And so on May 21, 1971, weighing 5lbs. 6ozs., our son Ron was born. And the vow I had made to God, I followed through with, because when I made that vow, I meant it with my whole heart and I knew that God had a plan and a purpose for our son.
Ron had been born almost a month early due to my body rejecting the pregnancy and so the labor began. My labor was intense and so they gave me a saddle block to numb my abdomen so I would not feel the labor pains. The hours passed by slowly and my time in labor reached 27 hours but I had only dilated to three. As they continued to monitor the baby's heart beat they noticed that it was getting weaker and weaker due to the long labor and so the doctor told us that we needed to make a decision quickly, because his life was in danger. Our options were to take the baby as soon as possible by Cesarean or wait it out to see if I would dilate for a normal birth. We made the decision to go ahead and take him by Cesarean and I turned to my mother and father who were their at the hospital with me and asked them to pray. So they immediately got on the phone and started calling people to pray for a miracle. One of those that they called was my grandma Hines, who was a prayer warrior.
In the mean time the doctor and nurses began prepping me for surgery and said that they would need to get an ex ray to find out the position of the baby. So they took me up the elevator to have an ex ray done and while I was laying on the table trying to be still for the ex ray, I began to have feeling in my abdomen and back and the pains started again, but this time they were unbearable. By the time I got back down and off of the elevator the doctor took one look at me and said; oh my goodness, get this girl to the delivery room this baby is crowning. And so our son was born but he was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around his little neck and they had a hard time getting him to take his first breath. I remember turning my head to my left as they carried him to the incubator and seeing my son looking so limp, purple and lifeless. The doctor immediately called in the Pediatrician to check him out and one of the tests they did was to check for any brain damage due to a lack of oxygen to our baby's brain.
What they found out after looking at the ex ray was that the umbilical cord was wrapped around the baby's neck and with each labor pain his little head would try and push down the birth canal but the umbilical cord would pull tighter and tighter around his neck therefore cutting off oxygen to his brain. After seeing my son being carried away by the nurses and not able to hold him, I knew things did not look good for our son and so I began to pray and cry out to God. We needed another miracle and I remember having such faith and thinking God you spared our son and you have given him life so there must be a reason and purpose why he was born. That night the Pediatrician came into my room with a great big smile on his face and said that I have great news for you, your son has no brain damage but he will need to stay in the hospital for three weeks due to his lungs not being completely developed. After two week in the hospital we were able to bring him home and we rejoiced and thanked God for another miracle.
At three months of age we dedicated our son back to God and I reaffirmed my vow. Today He is a 5'11"-200lb muscular man that is healthy and loves God with his whole heart. He is a Correctional Officer/Fire Fighter and lives in Redding, California. God is using him to reach many felon's in the prison system with the gospel and mentoring them in the ways of the Lord. He is a blessing to not only his family but to everyone he comes in contact with. Thank you again Jesus for our miracle.
Next week part IV
Blessings,
Elma Garlock
Amen! Thank you for sharing this wonderful miracle story that God so graciously performed to comfort and build up everyone involved. Your story can help readers to better understand the knowledge and the glory of the great physician and comforter.
ReplyDeleteContinued blessings plentious to your wonderful family.