This is a true story and I think its truly amazing

A BOY SINGING TO HIS SISTER

' You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine' (Be prepared
to get watery eyes!)

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby
was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son,
Michael prepare for a new sibling

They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day
after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in mommy's
tummy He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met
her.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen , an active
member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown ,
Tennessee
In time, the labor pains came.. Soon it was every five minutes, every
three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and
Karen found herself in hours of labor.
*Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long
struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very
serious condition.

With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the
infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary 's Hospital,
Knoxville , Tennessee . The days inched by. The little girl got worse.
The pediatrician had to tell the parents there is very little hope. Be
prepared for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a
burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their
new baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.
Michael,20however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister.
I want to sing to her, he kept saying.

Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come
before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his
sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen decided to take
Michael whether they liked it or not.

*If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her
alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into
ICU.
I looked like a walking laundry basket.

The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, 'Get
that kid out of here now. No children are allowed.' The mother rose up
strong in Karen , and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed
right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. 'He is not leaving
until he sings to his sister' she stated.

Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside.

He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live.
*After a moment, he began to sing.

In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy
whe n skies are gray.' Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The
pulse rate began to calm down and become steady.
'Keep on singing, Michael ,' encouraged Karen with tears in
her eyes. 'You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't
take my sunshine away.' As Michael sang to his sister, the
baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr
'Keep on singing, sweetheart.' 'The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I
dreamed I held you in my arms'. Michael's little sister began to relax
as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her.

'Keep on singing, Michael .' Tears had now conquered the face
of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed.

'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my
sunshine away...'
*The next day...the very next day. the little girl was well enough to go home

Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's
Song.

The medical staff just called it a miracle.

Karen called it a miracle of God's love
*NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.

LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.

=0 A Life is good.

Have a Wonderful Day! In God We Trust!

'The evidence of God's presence far outweighs the proof of
His absence.'



Very long Journal I'm sorry but i just had to share this and I say to all the worlds pessimist don't u dare tell me that the world is full of shit when things like this have happened