24 April 2012
I have been on this earth for just over thirty two years. In that time I haven't really given religion any real thought, other then what I had to at school.
But on Sunday evening I guess something changed. My eldest son who is only four, had a fit while I was driving. After calling 999 and getting him to hospital, my wife and I were left with, what can only be described as a shell. He wouldn't look at us, wouldn't speak, and just looked vacant.
Since he was eighteen months old he has been able to use my iPhone, and I constantly have to fight him for it. Passing it to him then, he wasn't interested. He would only tap the screen, not knowing how to work the device.
I'm man enough to admit I cried like a little girl. To one second have a bright young child, and then in a split second he was turned into a vegetable. It was at this point that I turned to faith. Praying that he would get better, preying he would speak again and preying that he would, at the very least look at me.
Thankfully, as the hours that seemed like days pasted, he started to speak again. By the morning he could string together sentences again. I have never been more proud when at 8am the doctor asked him to run across the room, and he did. An act so simple as to just run, made me feel whole again.
Now I can not prove that my little word with god did anything. For all I know, I was talking to hospital air. But at the same time I can't prove it that it didn't help either. All I know is that if I hadn't, then maybe things could have been different. I can't prove a higher power exists. But I can't prove it doesn't either. Makes you think. Would love to hear from other people that have had similar experiences, and would like to hear views also. As for now, I don't know what to believe.
The Existence Of A Higher Power • Opuss № I