Thursday 16 July 2020

Beating Hyperemesis Gravidarum by Prayer


Yes...Prayer DOES work !!!

Please don't stop reading now. I will come to the point very shortly and then tell the rest of my story.

So this is how it went. I have always been a believer, I've always believed there is a God and He has done such a lot of wonderful things in my life that I just know that He has to be there. But when things go wrong and life throws you a curveball,  God is the first person you ask why and God is the first person you push away. And this is what I did and this was a big mistake. 

This I realised when looking back and if you read my previous blog post, this is the only option I had left and this was a miracle option.  One that works, one that lifted us up, one that saved us, saved me, saved my wife and save our baby. What a Wonderful God we have one just has to pray with all you have in you, to pray with every little bit of your soul and hand all over to Him and He will be there for you,  He will provide, He will comfort you, pick you up and make you strong. As I type this I have tears welling up in my eyes, tears of  gratefulness, tears of happiness, tears of sadness for not believing He would always be there for us.

When my wife was just lying there and feeling hopeless and sick, all I could do was pray for her. I would lay my hand on her and pray that the bad nausea would subside and many times I would feel the strength through prayer flowing through me to her. Afterwards I would ask her if she felt better and mostly she would. I am not saying that God takes the nausea away, but He gives us the strength to get through it. Believe in Him, we cannot do this alone.

If you are not a believer, just be quiet and talk to God. Try it, it works. Message me through the contact form on this page if you don't feel comfortable to pray and I will pray for you. Together we can and will beat HG.

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