Death calls, but acceleration speeds into the horizon. The ocean of open space, and a straight streak in the journey of intervention in the unoccupied path, but guided by the sun, moon and stars of greatness, but at the gates of near death of the devil’s moans.

A lonely male babe born on the day of February 2, 1957 in a blinding blizzard full of ice, cold, snow and wind. Midnight has struck, and the hour is now. A mother calls to her parents that speed is the essence. The ambulance had been summoned. Speed maybe the issue, but it is the safety of all that was in order. Hurriedly, the contractions upon contractions were carefully timed with precision while motion to the hospital was a steady beat.

Once the ambulance arrived at the hospital, it was through the emergency ward and into the operating room. Calling all Doctors and Nurses could be heard through the public address systems. You could hear movement of feet among the hospital personnel. Suddenly, a moment of silence, and no commotion transpired. The new born babe was not breathing, but Doctors quickly maneuvered on the babe, but life did not come quickly. The momentum was full of tense comprehensions beyond expectations. In a moment’s surprise, the new babe was breathing, but lots of complications. The new born was suffering from Asthma, Yellow Jaundice and Malnutrition. The Grandparents were told of the fate of their Grandson. The news was, the new born was dying, and all hope loss. Tears of despair and a hardened heart could be felt throughout the hospital beyond anybody’s thoughts.

The Grandmother being a believer of faith, she began to steal away in prayer, and her own private consultation with the heavenly father above. The Grandmother had a sincere heart, therefore, a sincere outcome. The thunder and lightning in her prayers and the rubble in a defined determination with a hallow of touched by God himself. A miracle did happen, Doctors thought of their own analysis, but it was God’s obvious, “Life unto me, you wait and see”. God proved himself, beyond any electronic could muster. Doctors stated the new babe would live to 7 years old, but the Lord said, “I am adding in multitudes in years, and let the Doctors dwell in their own fears”. Today, the babe is an adult at 54 years old, and has overcome yokes without the jokes. My friends, this was my true story of myself. I am my own witness and my testimony of being a miracle. This is my encouraging words. “Life may seem dull and with many questions, but think on the heavens for all answers, and not your own understanding”.