Here is our testimony from last year and the miracle we experienced...
Rebecca and I have lived a very blessed life. We grew up together in the same neighborhood 5 houses away, dated through high school and college and in March celebrated 21 years of Marriage.
We have been blessed with two amazing children Paris who is 13 and Noah who is 9.
It has taken time but over the years Rebecca and I have worked to understand God’s plan and tried to make Him the center of our marriage and home. We seek His direction for our family and lives but have been just blown away by the gift he has given and the miracle of His hand in our lives recently.
After Noah was born 9 years ago, I felt a tug on my heart from God that we were supposed to have another child. I tried to ignore it and run from it a bit as his birth was tramatic with the cord wrapped around his neck and I simply had fear and anxiety from that day. As I turned 40, I felt like that window of being new parents again had come and gone and perhaps it was not God who had been whispering to me. In August of 2010 I woke up one morning with more like a shouting in my ears that we were supposed to have another child and God did not mean for us to adopt…but that there was a “3rd amazing child”…we were supposed to have. When I shared the vision with Rebecca, she informed me she had not gotten that message… but was willing to go on the journey together. For several months we prayed and tried for a baby knowing the risks over 40 were much higher for complications.
In January of 2012 I was returning from two weeks on a mission trip to Mali West Africa and one of the greatest experiences I have ever had sharing the gospel when I got confirmation that we would be having the baby God had spoken of. The jet wheels had just touched down and I turned my phone on and there was a text picture of the pregnancy test from Rebecca… I had the entire back of the plane high fiving me as we waited to exit and return through customs.
That was the pinnacle of joy for some time…
The next morning I headed back to work after being gone for a couple weeks only to find a mystery meeting on my calendar for 8am. I found out I was graciously being offered a promotion to move my family to China and run operations as Vice President for 3 years. While I was flattered, I wanted the time to think and pray through it. At 11am the same day I had a second mystery meeting letting me know my current role was being eliminated in 90 days and that I had some time to try and land a new role within the company.
After praying diligently about China I heard a clear “no“ we were not supposed to go and we would trust Him and ride out the 90 days looking for the right position. In the mean time we would focus on preparing for the new baby we would have.
Then our world changed again. In March we went in for our second ultrasound and the analysis was not good. The pictures showed something called a Cystic Hygroma and our baby’s fluids were not draining well causing pressure on the heart and potentially the brain.There was also a leaky heart valve. The room began to spin as we were informed that there was the very real possibility that our baby would not survive to term and if it did we would be need to prepared for a child with special needs.
We were also informed of our right to terminate the pregnancy. While that was never an option in our minds…there were so many “what ifs” and tearful moments that we knew nothing else but to pray. We called our pastor and friend Keith Missel as well as our prayer network and asked people to cry out for our child’s life and health.
For 7 weeks we went with prayer from around the country and were to return on week 20 to find out how the baby was doing. We had prepared our hearts for whatever God had in store for us and we would accept his plan but continued to ask for his hand of favor on us.
On week 20 we met up with the same technician who had discovered the problem 7 weeks earlier and prayed our way through the ultrasound. For 45 minutes there was only mention of good measurements and we continued to hold our breath. (Literally at times). Rebecca finally asked about the Hygroma and the tech looked puzzled as she looked at the old pictures and then the new, but her response was that she no longer saw any sign of it and would inform the doctors. When she left the room tears streamed and praise began. The doctor came in the middle of our tears and informed us there was still a leaking heart valve and to come back at 30 weeks but they were very encouraged and surprised the problem had disappeared.
At 23 weeks some more amazing things happened. On my last official day with the company I been with for 13 years the call came in that I was being asked to lead a large portion of the change we were implementing. It was my ideal job and something I had prayed about for almost 100 days. Again these were answered prayers beyond anything that I could have hoped for.
At week 30 we went in for our ultrasound and both doctors there came quickly to the conclusion they could no longer see any issue with the heart or any sign of the hygroma and that we should expect a healthy baby girl in 10 weeks. The emotion of joy overwhelmed that day.
It was our two children who chose the baby’s name. They chose Sarah, which means “God’s little Princess”.
On September 6th 2012… Sarah came two weeks early breech and though we had an emergency c section, she is God’s little princess. We are not sure what God has planned for her life but we do know he has already used her for His glory in teaching us to rely on Him, that miracles do happen, and all things are possible through Christ who strengthens us…
Meet Sarah Elizabeth Dirscherl … To God be the Glory!
Praise B to God and the families faith....Go God, sorry Devil, but you lost, ha...
ReplyDeleteSo much Joy in this story George. God Bless you and your family. Keep the faith strong.
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