Premature baby story

The smell of rain

At the end of this story, it gives you two options. I think you will figure out what option I chose.

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallasas the doctor walked into the small hospital room ofDiana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery.


Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselvesfor the latest news.
That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forcedDiana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergencyCesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.

At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces,they already knew she was perilously premature.

Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.

"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through thenight, and even then, if by some slim chance she does makeit, her future could be a very cruel one"

Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctordescribed the devastating problems Dana would likely faceif she survived.

She would never walk, she would never talk, she wouldprobably be blind, and she would certainly be prone toother catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy tocomplete mental retardation, and on and on.



"No! No!" was all Diana could say.

She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had longdreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become afamily of four.

Now, within a matter of hours, that dreamwas slipping away

But as those first days passed, a new agony set in forDavid and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system wasessentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress onlyintensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradletheir tiny baby girl against their chests to offer thestrength of their love.
All they could do, as Danastruggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangleof tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay closeto their precious little girl.

There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.



But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce ofweight here and an ounce of strength there.

At last, when Dana turned two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.

Andtwo months later, though doctors continued to gently butgrimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less livingany kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went homefrom the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.


Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty younggirl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest forlife.


She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental orphysical impairment. Simply, she was everything a littlegirl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from theend of her story.



One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near herhome in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lapin the bleachers of a local ball park where her brotherDustin's baseball team was practicing.

As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother andseveral other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fellsilent.Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked,"Do you smell that?"



Smelling the air and detecting the approach of athunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."

Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"


Once again, her mother replied,"Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."

Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted herthin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,
"No, it smells like Him.


It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."


Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down toplay with the other children.

Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed whatDiana and all the members of the extended Blessing familyhad known, at least in their hearts, all along.


During those long days and nights of her first two monthsof her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them totouch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is Hisloving scent that she remembers so well.


You now have 1 of 2 choices. You can either pass this onand let other people catch the chills like you did or youcan delete this and act like it didn't touch your heartlike it did mine.

IT'S YOUR CALL!

"I can do all things in Him who strengthens me."

This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me, andHeasked: "My child, what is your greatest wish for today?" Iresponded:

"Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message,theirfamily and their special friends. They deserve it and I love themverymuch" The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning,but notits end.

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This message works on the day you receive it. Let us see if it istrue._____________

ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, wecall themFRIENDS
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Pass this on to your true friends. Something good will happen to youat11:00 in the morning; something that you have been waiting to hear.

This isnot a joke; someone will call you by phone or will speak to youaboutsomething that you were waiting to hear.

Do not break this prayer; send it to a minimum of 5 people