First off I’ll just start from when I was born. I was born December 15, 1991. Fast forward a year later, and I’m a year old. Regular, active baby, normal. One day I was with my mom while she was doing laundry. She turned her back (from what she told me) and in that quick second I had climbed upon the table and drank the detergent mixed in with pipe cleaner.
I was rushed to the hospital and immediately went into a coma. The doctors told my mom and dad that I wouldn’t see the next morning and that just broke her down. I was their only boy and they just found out they were spending their last hours with me.
Overnight, while I was still in my coma, my mom told me she was praying and crying out to God the whole time, she didn’t get any sleep. She said as I slept, God showed her that I had left this world. I was at peace. She said she saw me playing ball with angels and I was back to normal. By the next morning my mom had fallen asleep from all the tears and emotional pain. She woke up and could still hear my heart monitor beeping. I was still alive. God had proved the doctors wrong like so many times before.
They say I was very swollen from all the medicine. Doctors told my mom I would never be able to talk, swallow food, or breathe properly without a ventilator. After many years, yes YEARS spent living in and out of the hospital and hundreds of surgeries, at the age of 6 I finally received my surgery that allowed me to swallow food. I had been using a feeding tube directly into my stomach on a liquid diet up until that time. At the age of 8 I finally received my final major surgery. My last surgery was back in 2011. I still struggle with swallowing food at times but not like I used to.
I grew up in the church and before my parents divorced and left the church, I was baptized at the age of 7. I didn’t really know or care about it but I knew I was here for a reason.I was CONSTANTLY bullied, talked about and picked on at school because of my visible scars which I hated. I always asked God “why me?”…Like, people say God knows everything, “why did He allow this to happen, why do “I” have to go through this, was I born to suffer?”..NO. The things God takes us through is to strengthen our Faith, wisdom and our walk in Christ. Our problems are for our future testimonies to lead others to Christ. God showed my mom the vision with me and the angels to show her I was at peace at the time but he still has me here on earth because I have unfinished work to do. I’m just thankful and Blessed because things could be a lot worse, and as a 21 year old man with a beautiful wife and daughter now, I know all this is not possible without the grace and mercy God has on my life.
But one thing’s for sure, the devil is definitely not done. He’s trying his best to kill off God’s army. Just this past May 27, 2013 I was involved in a car accident that totaled my truck. I walked away without a scratch. My God is real, His Love is undeniable. Jesus died for MY sins. Even though I left the church when my parents got divorced and left the church, even though I had stopped praying and believing God because of everything I was going through, I gave my life back to Christ at the age of 19. I was baptized with my, then, fiancee. Got married on December 26 2011 and had my beautiful daughter Kira Elizabeth Taylor on November 28, 2012. I’m thankful and Blessed. Without God none of this is possible. Keep praying, trusting and Loving God. I don’t care what you’re going through, that can never stop the plans that He has for you. Break away from sin, this world won’t be here too much longer.
When you going through things and you need a reminder of God’s Love, His plans, and to keep your Faith, read Hebrews 10:35-38. Matthew 24:13, Matthew 14:28-31, Acts 14:22, Proverbs 3:5-6, Proverbs 19:21, Jeremiah 29:11, 1 Peter 5:7, Philippians 4:6, Philippians 4:13, Isaiah 41:10, Isaiah 43:1-3, John 16:22, 1 Peter 4:12-19, and John 15:18-24.