A Treasury of Miracles for Women by Karen Kingsbury

Author:Karen Kingsbury [KINGSBURY, KAREN]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: BIO022000
ISBN: 9780446550260
Publisher: FaithWords
Published: 2008-11-15T05:00:00+00:00

It was pitch dark—a moonless night in Paris—and Jake West was sleeping soundly when the phone rang.

Groggy and unsteady, he automatically flipped on the light and grabbed the receiver. It was Laura's doctor.

“I've got some bad news for you.” Suddenly Jake was wide awake. “Is it Laura?”

The doctor sighed. “She began hemorrhaging and we performed an emergency C-section. Your baby boy is just under two pounds. He's not going to make it.”

Jake's shoulders slouched forward as he took the blow. “How's Laura?”

“Not good, Mr. West. She's bleeding uncontrollably. We have her in surgery right now trying to find a way to stop it. It doesn't look good for either of them. We think you should get here as soon as possible.”

Jake was stunned. He stared at the hotel wall, knowing that the first flight out of Paris wouldn't leave for ten hours. Suddenly, in the terrifying quiet that surrounded him, he remembered the way he'd once prayed and loved God. He had been a youth leader at his church for three years before joining the military. Now, although he had remained morally strong, he had become distant from God.

While Laura and the boys attended church every week, he was more of a visitor, making an appearance on occa sional Sundays. There was always a good excuse why he didn't go. Pilots led a busy life with a particularly demanding schedule. Many Sundays there were things he felt ob ligated to put before church.

He was still considering these things when the phone rang again. It was the hospital chaplain, this time with ominous news.

“They can't stop her bleeding, Mr. West,” the chaplain said. “She's back in surgery again. The doctors are doing all they can, but they don't think she's going to make it. You need to hurry.”

Left alone, Jake cried and prayed as he hadn't in a decade. “Lord, take me if you have to take someone,” he railed. “Our boys need Laura. She hasn't even seen her newborn son, Lord. Please, let her live.”

The next morning he told the airlines what had hap pened and was allowed to ride as a passenger on the 10:00 A.M. flight to New York. The entire flight he prayed and wondered whether Laura or their little boy were dying, even at that moment. When he arrived at LaGuardia air port, weather became an issue. He was informed that no flights would be leaving for at least four hours—until the dangerous weather had passed.

Immediately Jake called the hospital for an update.

“She's in surgery again,” he was told by a doctor. “She's still alive but she's bleeding from everywhere in her body. It's a complication of severe shock. Her blood is not clot ting as it should and so she's bleeding from all her major or gans.”

“What does it mean?” Jake was frantic.

“It means you need to hurry.”

Jake hung up the phone, angry and frustrated. There was nothing he could do about the weather, and even if they al lowed flights out in four hours, he wouldn't be at the hospi tal for at least another eight.

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