Hospital Risks Pt. 1

Hey folks! It's Kev. Adrienne and I have been feeling a tug from the Spirit to get out and start praying for people we cross paths with day to day. It's an intimidating thought. You never know how people may react or what kind of situation you may get into. But in our opinion, the reward of doing so far outweighs the risk. In this "Risks" section of the blog ("Risks" link on the sidebar -->) we are going to document some of our experiences.

As most of you know, we just recently spent 50 days in the NICU with our newborn daughter Naomi. Just about a week into our stay at the hospital we'd become so confident in what God was doing in Naomi, we knew that if he would heal our daughter, he would heal other kids too. So we began reaching out to other parents. In most situations we had a common ground in our faith with those we prayed with and were most often encouraged by them in return. Here's what I can recall from one of those interactions.

Hospital Risks Pt. 1

We were in the waiting room one day by the kitchen area and a mom and grandma were talking over lunch. I overheard Mom say that her daughter had been born with her intestines OUTSIDE her body. Wow. I approached and asked if I could pray and they happily accepted... (as did most people we prayed for. There are so many people in desperate situations in the hospital and are looking for any hope and encouragement and help they can get. What a mission field.) I knelt down by their table and asked what daughter's current obstacles were. The intestines were back in her body at this point, thanks be to God and the doctors. Mom said at this point she just needed to digest what she was eating and gain weight. I don't remember anything about what I prayed, but it was most likely very awkward. Nonetheless, they seemed thankful. A couple weeks later, we ran into Mom again and she asked how Naomi was doing. She said she would keep praying for her and we told her we were still praying for her daughter as well. They ended up taking her home a couple weeks before we left. The babies get to ride out of the hospital in a red wagon on their discharge day. God, thank you for this girl's red wagon ride!