When I was a baby, I was diagnosed with RSV. If you are unfamiliar with this disease, it is a cold for adults, but can result in a baby’s death. After spending a long time on a ventilator in the hospital, the doctors said that there was no hope. They said I wasn’t supposed to live. They said I wasn’t supposed to breathe. They said I wasn’t supposed to walk. Well, guess what? Seventeen years later, I’m a living, breathing, walking miracle redeemed by His love, power, and grace! In the words of Matthew, “We serve a God who turns impossible into living, breathing, walking miracles!” ❤️
God of the Impossible
“...I wasn’t supposed to live.”
“I’m a living, breathing, walking miracle!”