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A Brother's Love

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. 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, however, 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. He 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 when 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'll 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.



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