
02/28/2024
My mind cannot fathom or wrap around the idea that a year ago today my sister started the journey of God bringing her back to life when she was on death's door.
One year ago today, we would put our trust in a surgeon who nearly ripped this sweet, young woman away from us. He would rob her of a healthy organ in her body, simply because that surgery was on his roster, he purposely took an organ out of her that she could have used as another line of defense with her condition, he would go on to perforate her bowel and start the clock ticking before becoming septic and us rushing her back to the same incompetent hospital in time to "save" her, she would have emergent surgery to remove part of her intestinal tract that was so far gone to Crohn's, the surgeon would compare it to black leather, and she would go on to put in the temporary ileostomy my sister never wanted or she would have refused to operate. She would wake up with a look of betrayal on her face for my parents and her husband agreeing to whatever the surgeon deemed necessary to save her life.
She was an hour from us never seeing her again and leaving her husband a widower at 28, my parents left grieving the loss of their child, and her siblings without their youngest sister. Those emotions no one talks about after facing a close call are very real. The feeling of losing her had already been felt, there was no easing into that shock. There is no describing the panic, despair, confusion, and anger.
And there is no way to tell of the joy and hope that flooded us when she opened her eyes once more. I'm convinced God's voice gently whispered to Natasha's spirit, "I'm not finished with you, this isn't the end." It was almost as if He wept with us, like He wept for Lazurus and brought her back to show us and everyone around us His power.
Today Natasha is almost physically better from the year of hell she endured. The woman I never saw as more than a little girl has shown me how strong she is- as she always has been. The woman who smiles through her pain with a joy that only comes from above. The woman who's faith in God strengthened my own. The woman who always made me laugh, continues to do so. The woman who I look up to and admire for all God has done through her and will bring to completion through her.
I will never be able to express the gratitude and praise God deserves for showing us His healing power over my sister and best friend. God is the reason she is here today so we can laugh like none of this happened because we can pick up where we left off one year ago.
We get to enjoy sisterhood again. We get more time. While we can't get the time we lost back, I'm thankful for the time we now have because of Immanuel, God with us. The One who never leaves us. The One who continually saves us. The One who sustains us each day. I'll forever be thankful for the wound that pushed our family closer to God.
Psalm 103: 1-5
"Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise His holy name. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all His benefits—Who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, Who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, Who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s."
Jeremiah 30:17
"For I will restore health to you and heal you of your wounds," says the Lord.
2 Kings 20:5
"This is what the Lord says: I have heard your prayer and seen your tears. I will heal you."
Psalm 107:19-21
"So they cried out to the Lord in their distress, and God saved them from their desperate circumstances. God gave the order and healed them; He rescued them from their pit. Let them thank the Lord for His faithful love and His wondrous works for all people."