Last night while I was up at 1 am I started thinking some horrible things and I went back to my staple scripture that has gotten me through so many minutes and hours of bad dreams, day dreams and scary thoughts these past 6 weeks.
2 Corinthians 10:5 ~ We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.
I couldn't fall asleep last night and my mind has been wandering for the last day or so, just wondering what we would encounter this morning, how we would react and how we would move forward. I was not doubting God's perfect healing for Rhett, just open to the possibility that we might be in for a long haul of faith for healing. I had considered that we may have to believe and trust in God for some time before the results were evident. To believe the battle was already won, and to daily trust that despite what the doctors say, Rhett is in God's hands and His protection over him is much more than we could ever offer.
This morning we are shouting hallelujah, no matter what, hallelujah to our healer, redeemer, our restorer, our strength, our help, our provision and our strong tower. How do people live without Him?! I would be nothing in His absence.
So, on to Rhett's testimony. We took Rhett in to his cardiologist appointment this morning. He needed to have a follow up echocardiogram to see the condition of his mitral valve that was leaking severely 4 weeks ago following his stint with Kawasaki disease. His doctor was 99% sure that this leaking and heart enlargement was unrelated to Kawasaki's disease, but was just discovered during his echo. We went today knowing that we may have some choices to make. They presented us with a few options last time, but followed that up with "none of these are good options based on his age". These included repairing the valve, replacing the valve and blood pressure meds to control the left side of his heart becoming too large. Dallas and I added a miraculous healing to the list of options.
I studied the echo machine while the tech was doing her job this morning and tried not to think too much about all of the red and blue that I saw in that 3rd chamber of Rhett's heart. He was such a good boy and so cooperative during the entire process. We went into his room and waited for our cardiologist and prayed together, again.
When the Doctor came in she was so much nicer and more personable than last time. She chatted and greeted Rhett and then looked at us. She shook her head said, "Well, you guys, Rhett's mitral valve looks SO much better!" She said that she didn't really know what could have happened, but it went from a severe leak enlarging his heart to a mild case of regurgitation (that is perfectly normal and nothing needs to be done for it). She said that she would chalk it up to an atypical case of Kawasaki disease (you know, the thing she was 99% sure it was not caused from). I asked her if she has seen this happen before and she shook her head and said, "never". I just said, "Praise God" and told her that we have been praying for him. Though she will rule this as an atypical KD symptom, we know better. We know that God touched Rhett's little "big" heart and healed his valve. He provided us with peace from the beginning and was faithful to do a work in our boy. Hallelujah!
He will go back for another echo in 3 months, 6 months after that and then yearly until they are comfortable releasing him from being monitored. I just couldn't have asked for a better result. God answered our prayers completely. Rhett will grow up to know that God touched his life and we will teach him about what faith means and how faith as small as a mustard seed can move mountains!
Click here , here , here and here to read more about Rhett's testimony.
Also, I just want to say thank you, from the bottom of our hearts, to everyone who has been praying, checking in with us, sending us scriptures, linking bloggers and friends to pray and for encouraging emails and texts. We are so very blessed to have people in our lives lifting our child and family up to God. Some of you I don't even know, but I am ever so grateful. Thank you!
Our healed boy!