imyeyes-banner-sqIn My EyesBy Edward B. Antonio

In My Eyes: The miracle of a child’s song

By Edward B. Antonio

When I read the true story of Marlee by an unknown writer, I shed a tear, fellas.

I am not ashamed to tell that.

Men cry, too, whether deep in their heart or through their eyes.

Marlee’s story bolstered my belief that God’s miracles do happen to date, we only ignore them.

This true story happened in 1992 in Tennessee, USA. It is entitled, “The Miracle of a Brother’s Song,” by the Woman’s Day Magazine.

The medical staff members who were witnesses to the event called it a miracle, too.

Marlee’s mother, Karen, called it a miracle of God’s love.

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling.

The new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy’s tummy.

He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee, USA.

In time, the labor pains came. Soon, it was every 5 minutes, every three, every minute. But serious complications arose during the delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor.

Finally, after a long struggle, Michael’s little sister was born. But she was in a very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive unit at St. Mary’s Hospital.

The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there was very little hope.

Be prepared for the worst,” she said.

Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.

Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister.

I want to sing to her,” he kept saying.

Week two at the intensive care unit looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in the ICU.

Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not. If he didn’t see his sister then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him up nicely and marched him to ICU.

The nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed: “Get that kid out of here. No children are allowed.”

The mother rose up strong in Karen and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse’s eyes, her lips a firm line and said: “He is not leaving until he sings to his sister.”

Then, Karen towed Michael towards his sister’s bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, in the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year old child, Michael sang:

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine; you make me happy when skies are gray…”

Instantly, the baby girl seemed to respond.

Keep on singing, Michael,” Karen said, tears in her eyes.

Michael continued: “You never know, dear, how much I love you; please don’t take my sunshine away.”

As Michael sang to his sister, the baby ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten’s purr.

Keep on singing sweetheart,” Karen, now full of tears, said.

The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms,” Michael continued to sing.

Michael’s little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her.

Keep singing, Michael.”

Tears had now conquered the eyes of the bossy nurse.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine; you make me happy when skies are gray…”

The next day… the very next day, the little girl was well enough to go home.

God chose Michael and his song to exact the miracle on Marlee. God really works in mysterious ways, so far from men’s ways that His works are not manifested to them.

That miracle in the hospital changed the lives of those who witnessed Marlee’s fight with death more than10 years ago.

Marlee is now 26 years old and she thinks she is normal like any other girl.#