I would like to share my experience of the birth of my son Reinhardt as a testimony.
Around four and a half months ago we welcomed our lovely little boy Reinhardt into the world. Reinhardt’s entrance however, was unfortunately not so lovely. Reinhardt was scheduled to be born on the 30th April but due to health complications that I developed was born a week earlier. On delivery he had some trouble breathing so after a quick kiss on the head he was taken to the NICU to be monitored.
The next day at only two days old we were given news that every parent dreads…news that all was not well with our son and that he needed to receive an emergency operation on his bowel. After little deliberation we consented and to the op and then looked on as our barely born little boy was wheeled into the operating theatre to be prepped for surgery. We had done all we could and the rest was now in God and the surgeon’s hands.
That night I prayed desperately, asking God to help me make sense of this scary experience and to, through His Word, offer me some answers and encouragement. The passage of scripture he answered me with was Matthew 5 vs. 3-8, better known as the beatitudes. It reads:
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled. Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God”.
After reading this my honest thoughts were… God this is not helping me, how can I rejoice in a time of sorrow? Then God spoke to me again and led me to read the Afrikaans version of the same passage. Verse 8 was the one that stood out and what it read took my breath away…
The passage reads: “Geseend is die wat rein van hart is, want hulle sal God sien”.
After reading this passage I felt very overwhelmed and very confused because even though I was 100 percent sure that God was speaking to me I was not sure how to interpret it. I eventually concluded that God was distinctly telling me one of two things in verse 8:
1). We as a family would come through this experience stronger and we would see God’s Hand over us and be able to make a testimony of it
2). Or… my son would see God…in other words The Lord would take him to be with Him in heaven.
Needless to say Reinhardt made it through the operation and the surgeon managed to successfully fix his bowel.
When we went to see him the next day and we felt so helpless standing there looking at him and considering what he had just been through and how absolutely at God’s mercy we all were. The next few days were very nerve wrecking and there was a lot of uncertainty around his health but in time our son was on the road to recovery. Eventually after spending 12 days in NICU he was strong enough to leave the hospital and we were able to take our boy home and he was finally able to meet his big brother face to face.
When Lukas, our older son, saw his brother in the car seat all swadled up in his blanket, he looked at me quite concerned and asked…Mommy, where are boeties’ arms and legs… and we just had to laugh.
Today Reinhardt is happy and healthy and will fortunately not have any complications later in his life.
I later gained understanding that this had all been part of God’s plan from the beginning. I was meant to have developed health problems and Reinhardt was meant to have been born early. If he wasn’t, the doctors may never have found his problem in time and he may not have been with us today.
What I learned through this experience was to trust God… even in intense uncertainty and difficulty. I learned that He is someone I can lean on when I, in my physical weakness, can bear no more. I learned that He would answer my prayers no matter what… even if I don’t like the answer… He is just there… always.