Proof The Bible Is True

Christmas Eve I woke up early for our big family dinner.

 

Dozens of relatives were due to arrive in a matter of hours, and of course there was lots to do. I went to the kitchen to put in the turkey. But first I took a deep breath.

 

I had a special Christmas request I didn’t want to forget. A prayer not so much for me and our guests, but for my teenage son, Darryl. Please, God, I asked, let us spend Christmas at home, and not in the hospital.

 

Darryl was born with spina bifida, a disease that affects the spinal column and nervous system, and hydrocephalus, which causes water to accumulate on the brain. As an infant, he had a shunt implanted in his head to make it easier to drain the fluid that accumulated, and throughout his young life he visited the children’s hospital regularly. The doctors and nurses saw us almost as much as they saw their own families. Any day or night might include a surprise trip to the ER. Holidays were no exception. Not even Christmas Eve.

 

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