When I was a kid, we always celebrated Christmas twice. Three of us boys would open all our presents at home. We would then put all my sister's presents in the car, and go to the hospital. It seemed like she spent every Christmas in the hospital. She had so many case pneumonia. Every time it got colder she would end up in the hospital. They had run so many tests on her, and could never quite figure out what was wrong. When I was in high school, they finally diagnosed her with Cystic Fibrosis. They told us she would never graduate high school. They told us if she did that she would never be able to have children. It was devastating news. I remember crying a ton. All of us did. As jealous as we were of her, she was still our sister. It wasn't long after my sister was diagnosed, that a friend of mine died of CF. I remember sitting at the funeral. As I saw him lying there in that coffin, the only thing that I could think about was seeing my sister lay there someday too soon. Those thoughts made his death so difficult to deal with.
When she was first diagnosed they anointed her in Church. It wasn't something that I church had ever done. In fact I am pretty sure they used Wesson cooking oil. I was still stuck in a state of closeted atheism. I remember thinking these people at church were crazy. I thought it was all too much to believe. We prayed. Everyone prayed for her. Her health would go up and down. She was on a nebulizer several times a day. Cystic Fibrosis mainly affects the lungs, but it also can affect a persons digestion. One of the funnier thing was the poop chart. She had to keep track of her sinkers and floaters. I am sure she is loving me sharing that with you. I won't tell you what else she had to do in the bathroom. She was going to the lung institute at Michigan State all the time. After a while her health started to improve. All of the symptoms that she had from her childhood simply disappeared. After her disease stop progressing, the doctors said they that they must have misdiagnosed her. She no longer needed to go the lung institute. She was all better. They can say it was a misdiagnosis, but I know what really happened.
They said she would never graduate high school. Tomorrow, she will be 33. They told us she would never be able to have children. She now has 4. She is strong and health. I haven't seen a lot of miracles in my lifetime, but I know one when I see it. Remember that Jesus said I am the Great Physician. Christ for the body as well as the soul. Trust God. He can change your whole life!