Today started like any other Sunday as we went through our church routine. We got you boys out of the car and everyone was fine. Once inside church, Ryan, you gave us a bit of a scare. Suddenly your cheeks, arms and hands from the elbows down, and a small portion of your legs were very warm and bright red. It seemed like you were having an allergic reaction. I turned to Tracey (a nurse!) and had her take a quick look. "That definitely looks like an allergic reaction. Does he have a rash? Or just the redness? Did you do anything different?" We went through the list - new soaps, new detergents, did I eat any new foods, any changes at all? But nothing was new. We couldn't think what caused this or what we should do to help you. You weren't upset or fussy, but my peace of mind was robbed. There was no way I could sit through church when I didn't know what was wrong, if you were okay, and at what point should I call the doctor (or in my panicking mind, rush you to the hospital!)
So we did the only thing we know to do when we have no control and are in immediate need; we prayed. Paka anointed you before the meeting even began. After "Amen," I opened my eyes hoping to see your white little arms. While they weren't "normal" yet, the red didn't seem quite as high. I watched throughout the meeting as the redness creeped lower and lower down your arms, until it was just red fingers, and finally no redness at all!
I don't know the cause of what appeared to be an allergic reaction, but I do know how it was taken away. Your testimony continues to grow, Ryan! I am so thankful for the peace I was given at church in knowing we had turned it over to God to protect you. I am thankful that the redness disappeared and you were fine. And as always, I am so thankful for both of my little miracles!
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