Angels Are Here!
The Boy who Drowned
ANGELS ARE HERE! The Boy Who Drowned "See that you do not look down on one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father in heaven...." Matthew 18:10 It was April 1981, and the Hardy family of Palestine, Texas, was enjoying a visit with their cousins in Houston. The house had a backyard pool, and three-year-old Jason Hardy had been cautioned by everyone to stay in the front yard, away from the pool. Soon, however, Sue Hardy realized that her little boy was not where he was supposed to be. She ran immediately to the pool, but its surface was undisturbed. "I thought Jason couldn't have fallen in, because he would be floating on top," Sue says. "I didn't know then that drowning victims sink to the bottom." Sue ran back to the front yard, down the street, then into the house, her concern mounting by the minute. Finally, following an instinct, she and her niece returned to the pool - and this time Sue saw something on the bottom. Her niece jumped in and brought Jason to the surface. "My world turned upside down when she handed me my dead baby," Sue says. "He had no pulse, no heartbeat, and was turning black." Clutching her child's limp body, Sue screamed in anguish. Then she began to pray. The family called the paramedics, and when they arrived Sue went upstairs, "I phoned an elder from my church in Palestine," she says, "and I told him we needed a miracle right now. Jason had been without a heartbeat for almost an hour, but I knew God could do anything He decided to do." After the phone call Sue lay down on the floor of the bedroom and prayed "Jesus, Jesus;" was all she could find the strength to say. A few minutes later, one of Sue's daughters came to tell her that the paramedics had gotten Jason's heart started again. "Immediately, I was filled with peace," Sue relates. "I had Jason when I was forty-one, after my three older children were almost grown up. Somehow I knew that God had not given me this late blessing only to have him taken away." Herman Hospital sent its Life Flight helicopter to take Jason to intensive care. By the time Sue drove there, doctors were painting a bleak picture. "They said that when a brain is deprived of oxygen for three to six minutes, damage begins," she explains. Jason had been clinically dead when he arrived at the hospital, and doctors felt that if he survived, he would be paralyzed and profoundly brain damaged. "No. You watch and see," Sue told them. "Jason will walk out of this hospital by himself." The physicians looked at one another. Obviously this little boy's mother couldn't yet absorb what had happened. They decided not to explain any more of the terrible consequences she faced. Jason, in a coma and still considered clinically dead, was placed on a life-support system. On the fifth night he developed pneumonia, and hospital personnel felt the end was near. Clinging to the peace she had experienced in the bedroom, Sue phoned elders from a local church in Houston and asked them to visit her son. They did and anointed him as Sue and her family waited in the hall. "Mrs.Hardy?" One of the elders came to the door. "Your little boy's eyes are fluttering." The three-year-old had just wet the bed. His brain was apparently waking up! Not only did Jason walk out of the hospital twenty days later, he soon began to talk. Seven months after his terrible accident, his physician pronounced him healthy. Today, Jason is an active handsome boy, completely normal in every way. Sue gives thanks to God every day for His awesome miracle. And maybe for some extra protection as well. Being only three, Jason was far too young to talk about why he went to the pool and how he happened to fall in. As years passed, Sue assumed that he remembered nothing except what his family had told him about his accident and hospitalization. One night when Jason was about six or seven, however, he was watching a television show when a shot of a swimming pool came into view. "It was dark underneath that pool," Jason suddenly said. Sue was immediately alert. Was he remembering something about his accident? "Tell me about it," she said. "It was dark," the little boy repeated, "but the angel stayed with me" "The angel, Jason?" "Uh-huh. He was there so I wouldn't be afraid." That is all Jason has ever said about his miraculous rescue. But to his family, it is enough. ................ |
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