How to Save a Life (aka modern-day miracles)
Have you ever been so close to a miracle you can touch it?
Born over 2 months prematurely, baby Cruz spent his first summer on earth in a hospital, hooked to machines, fighting for his life. The odds were against him. The medical experts had seen this before. Born at just 28 weeks, this baby boy’s chances of survival were slim to none.
Doctors and nurses doing everything they can to save this baby’s life, incubate him for weeks through the rest of his newborn development. In their eyes was uncertainty. This never ends well. In fact, many states have laws regarding who determines when to “pull the plug” with such early births (the parents or the hospital).
The decision was made. “He’s a fighter,” he parents said.
His parents spent the majority of every day for over 2 months in a hospital with their incubated baby, just to look at him, be by his side, and wait. And wait. And wait.
For weeks Cruz’s life was in the balance. A rollercoaster of day-to-day emotions and medical ups and downs. There was hope. There was doubt. Then hope again. And waiting. And waiting.
Cruz is my cousin, and last week I got to meet him for the first time. At a beach (not a hospital). I got to see this miracle look at me, touch my fingers, and cry when he was hungry.
Today he is a healthy baby boy, and a miracle.
One evening our family was gathered outside around a dinner table in Cape Cod, enjoying the breeze and each other’s company.
Cruz’s father shared the story of what the doctor’s say saved his son’s life. This father, on multiple occasions at the hospital, got as close to his son as he could and told his son who he was.
“You’re able. You’re strong. You’re a fighter. You’re courageous. You’ll pulling through,” his father would say to his baby boy hooked to machines.
“Don’t give up. We’re here with you. You’re strong. You’re a fighter,” his dad would continually speak to him.
After three months in the hospital, the mom and dad finally got to take their son home. On their way out one of the nurses said to the dad, “we’ve seen babies in this situation before. Usually their parents don’t come around, and just wait to see what happens. But both of you stayed with your son every day, and spoke words of life and strength into your son. We believe you saved your son’s life.”
Medical professionals are highly intelligent and well-trained. I hold them in high regard.
However, there are times when the only thing that can save a life is words. Words of love, hope, and strength spoken from a father to his son. The only thing that can save a life is the persistent love of a mother who is by her son’s side.
What words are you speaking?
Do you live life talking about how “tired” you are, or complaining about this or that? Do you talk about and focus on the things that aren’t going your way?
Or do you choose to speak about the good in the every day? Do you speak words of strength and hope into your life? Do you speak dreams to others or compliment the small things that God has given you?
Your words make your life.
Speak words of life, hope, and strength to those you love and to yourself. Don’t speak a description of your current circumstance. Rather, speak a proclamation of faith into the future you want to see happen.