As she left, I picked up the baby and started CPR. We had no resuscitation equipment whatsoever.There was no oxygen, no suction machine to suck the fluid out of his lungs, no pediatric AMBU bag, nothing. The day I feared had come upon me. Severally, I had appealed to the community leaders to provide those equipment, as I knew the day would come when I would be expected to perform a miracle. They kept blaiming the government for neglecting them. Maybe the government was to blame, but death does not listen to that.
My CPR and mouth to mouth were not working. I covered the child, rubbing him to keep him warm. Then I decided to pray out loud. I had been whispering a prayer under my breath but I decided God didn’t know how desperate I was not to lose that child.
“Help me lord, just show me what to do”
Then an idea dropped into my mind. I cut the IV tube, used to give intraveinous infusions (drips), and inserted it into the baby’s nose. By now he was barely breathing and had turned blue. Carefully, I sucked the fluid into the tube but not into my mouth. Then I blew the fluid out of the tube, into a jar. After doing this a few times, his lungs cleared.
I resumed CPR and gave a shot of adrenaline, while breathing into his nose. All this time proclaiming “You don’t have my permission to die. The bible says that whatever I permit on earth is permitted I heaven, and whatever I forbid on earth is forbidden in heaven. Spirit of death, try next door!”
Suddenly, the baby gasped and started breathing normally. His colour started changing to pink. Then, he cried. Halleluyah! A shout went up from the room. His mother, the pharmacy technician, and the maid who were with me leaped for joy. I will never forget the day. I actually knelt down there to praise God.
Whatever you do, don’t forget to build your faith.The day will come when your security blanket will fail, and you will have to cry out for help. You need to have the right words for God responds to faith, not to tears. In the corporate world, you can survive on your wits, but what if they fail you? Do you know how to get results? Being a Christian who does not use the wisdom of God at work, is like having Obama’s phone number, and refusing to use it when you need a favour. Who does that?
Too busy to pray, read your bible, go to church, read an inspirational book, right? Soon, a demand will be placed on your faith and all you will have is tears. Now is seed time, invest in your faith bank this year.
How did my story end? I got no glory out of it. When the father of the baby showed up, he was not excited to hear how his baby was saved. He was livid. He had asked his wife to go to a quack, and had no idea she came to the hospital. I think he was out of town. She came because of my intense campaign in the village.
“If anything had happened to my son, I would have burned down this place”, the man ranted. He had to be begged to settle his bills. I hid my face and refused to even see him. As the head of the team, you are responsible for your subordinate’s mistakes. This is why you need faith. This is why I sound the way I do. This is why I urge you today, to join me in this journey. Hugs.