Slide 1: “Miroase a Dumnezeu” !
Slide 2: Un vânt rece de martie aduse miros de moarte în acea noapte în Dallas, Texas, când veni doctorul. Intra în rezerva Dianei Blessing, care înca se afla sub efectul anesteziei, dupa operatie. Sotul ei, David, îi lua mâna în asteptarea ultimelor vesti. In acea dupa-amiaza de 10 martie 1991, complicatiile au facut ca Diana sa se supuna unei operatii de cezariana la numai 24 de saptamâni de sarcina, pentru a da nastere fiicei sale, Dana Lu Blessing.
Slide 3: Masurând doar 12 inch lungime si de-abia cântarind 714 grame, ei stiau ca era periculos de prematura.
Slide 4: Cuvintele medicului au cazut ca o bomba: “Nu cred ca va supravietui”, rosti pe un ton blând. “Sunt doar 10% sanse sa reziste pâna dimineata; si chiar daca traieste, viitorul sau ar putea fi crud.”
Slide 5: Paralizati de neîncredere, David si Diana l-au ascultat pe doctor descriind problemele devastatoare pe care Dana va trebui sa le înfrunte daca va supravietui.
Slide 6: Nu va putea merge, vorbi, probabil va fi oarba si cu siguranta ar putea avea alte complicatii, de la paralizie cerebrala la un complet retard mental, etc.
Slide 7: “Nu! Nu!” e tot ce Diana reusea sa rosteasca.
Slide 8: Ea si David, împreuna cu fiul lor de 5 ani au visat intens la ziua când vor avea o fetita cu care sa formeze o familie de patru persoane. Acum, în doar câteva ore, visul începea sa se destrame.
Slide 9: Dupa câteva zile, o noua agonie pentru David si Diana. Intrucât sistemul nervos al Danei era “crud”, cel mai suav sarut sau o mângaiere îi accentuau disconfortul, asa ca nici macar nu puteau sa o tina la piept pentru a-i oferi dragoste.
Slide 10: Tot ce puteau sa faca, în timp ce Dana lupta singura sub lumina ultravioleta, conectata la tuburi si cabluri, era sa se roage la Dumnezeu sa fie alaturi de iubita lor fiica. Dana nu a avut momente de crestere spectaculoasa.
Slide 11: Insa dupa câteva saptamâni, câstigase lent câteva grame.
Slide 12: Când Dana a împlinit doua luni, parintii ei au putut sa o îmbratiseze pentru prima data. Si doua luni mai târziu, desi doctorii au continuat sa avertizeze ca sansele de supravietuire, sau de a trai o viata normala erau aproape nule, Dana iesi din spital, asa cum mama ei prezise.
Slide 13: Cinci ani mai târziu, Dana era o fetita micuta dar vesela, cu ochisori gri stralucitori si o incontestabila pofta de viata. Nu arata nici un simptom de vreun retard mental sau fizic. Era pur si simplu tot ce o fetita de vârsta ei poate fi si poate mai mult de-atât. Dar, acest final fericit nu este sfârsitul povestirii.
Slide 14: Intr-o dupa-amiaza de vara, era anul 1996, în vecinatatea casei din Irving, Texas, Dana statea în poala mamei sale, la marginea terenului unde fratele sau Dustin se antrena la baseball. Ca de obicei, Dana nu contenea sa vorbeasca cu mama sa, si cu câtiva adulti asezati în apropiere, când dintr-odata deveni tacuta.
Isi încrucişă braţele la piept si întreba : ”Simti mirosul?”
Adulmecând aerul si simtind apropierea unei furtuni, Diana raspunse: “Da, miroase a ploaie”.
Dana inchise ochii si întreba din nou: “Simti mirosul?”
Mama sa îi raspunse: “Da, miroase a ploaie, cred ca o sa ne ude bine”.
Slide 15: Dana dadu din cap, îsi îmbratisa umerii cu mânutele ei mici si spuse cu hotarâre: “Nu. Miroase a El”
Slide 16: “Miroase a Dumnezeu când îti pui capul pe pieptul Lui” Ochii Dianei se umplura de lacrimi în timp ce Dana se duse sa se joace cu ceilalti copii. Inainte ca ploaia sa înceapa, cuvintele fiicei sale confirmara ceea ce Diana si toti membrii familiei Blessing au stiut tot timpul…
Slide 17: … In timpul acelor lungi zile si nopti din primele luni de viata, când micuta era prea sensibila pentru a fi atinsa, Dumnezeu a tinut-o pe Dana la piept, si ceea ce ea îsi aminteste atât de bine, e mirosul dragostei Lui.
Slide 18: Azi dimineata, când Dumnezeu a deschis fereastra cerului, m-a vazut si m-a întrebat: “Fiule, care e dorinta ta cea mai mare astazi?” Eu i-am raspuns: “Doamne, pazeste pe cel ce citeste acest mesaj, familia si prietenii lui”.
“Iubirea lui Dumnezeu e ca un ocean, se poate vedea unde începe dar nu si unde se sfârseste”
Ingerii exista, dar cum nu toti au aripi, uneori îi numim PRIETENI.
Slide 19: Dumnezeu sa te binecuvinteze!
The Smell of God
A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery,her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news.
That afternoon of March 10 , 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver the couple’s new daughter, Danae Lu Blessing. At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor’s soft words dropped like bombs. “I don’t think she is going to make it,” he said, as kindly as he could. “There’s only a 10% chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one.”
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face is she survived. She would never walk. She would never talk. She would probably be blind. She would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation and on and on.
“No! No!” was a Diana could say. She and David with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day that would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.
Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of drugged sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live-and live to be a happy, healthy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter’s chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable.
“David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements,” Diana remembers. “I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn’t listen – I couldn’t listen. I said, “No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don’t care what the doctors say Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!”
As if willed to live by Diana’s determination, Danae clung to life – a marvel her miniature body could endure. But, as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Danae’s underdeveloped nervous system was essentially “raw,” the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort – so they couldn’t even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultra-violet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.
There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger. But, as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later-though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero
Danae went home from the hospital, just as he mother had predicted.
Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for like. She shows no signs, whatsoever, of any mental or physical impairments. Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story.
One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother’s lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin’s baseball team was practicing. As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent.
Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, “Do you smell that?” Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, “Yes, it smells like rain.”
Danae closed her eyes and again asked, “Do you smell that?” Once again her mother replied, “Yes, I think we’re about to get wet. It smells like rain. “Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, “No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.”
Tears blurred Diana’s eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with some other children. Thinking back on her daughter’s word’s it confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Danae on His chest – and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.