HAVE ALWAYS BELIEVED IN GOD, and cannot imagine anyone not believing in God’s awesome power. Even so, when my gynecologist told my husband and I that it was a possibility we would be childless, I felt like my world had ended. When I got home that evening, I got down on my knees and had a one-on-one conversation with my Lord and Savior, Jesus.

My husband and I tried everything—from ovulation tests month after month, to diet changes. Almost one year later, he said, “Sweetie, don’t worry about it! I’ll still love you without children.” But I continued to pray, and I sensed God was telling me to seek other professional advice.

The very next month, I called a new physician. I had such a good rapport with this doctor, and felt so much more assured that everything would be all right. He advised me to relax—but most of all, to pray. And that is exactly what my husband and I did. We spent quiet, relaxing evenings at home for the rest of that month.

Shortly afterward, I decided to stop by the drugstore and pick up a home pregnancy test. I tried to quell my fears that the results would again turn out to be negative. I took the test and stared at it with disbelief. I grabbed the test stick and took it to a better light. It was positive! I started singing praises to Jesus, dancing around the room. I fell to my knees and prayed that our baby would be healthy. Within the hour, everyone in our family knew the good news.

The next morning, my doctor confirmed that the test results were accurate—I was pregnant! But a week later, I started to have light bleeding. I prayed daily for our baby. My doctor continued to encourage me to relax and pray and prescribed bed rest. When my prenatal tests came back with abnormal results, which indicated Down syndrome and spina bifida, my doctor ordered monthly ultrasounds performed by a genetic specialist.

Without God and such a caring husband in my life, I don’t know what I would have done. But at each ultrasound, our baby appeared to be the correct size and developing normally. Finally, the time came for the delivery. At CHRISTUS St. Mary Hospital, I gave birth to a healthy eight-pound, five-ounce baby girl. She was perfect in every way.

I never doubted for a second that our child would be anything but healthy. I had prayed night and day for her well-being. God will never let you down if you just trust in Him and believe in His awesome power.

Phyllis Calcote
Associate
CHRISTUS St. Mary Hospital
Port Arthur, Texas