Christie Martel: The Power of Prayer

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The Power of Prayer

To God be the glory, GREAT things HE hath done. Christie is coming HOME. I would like to thank everyone that has been following this blog and Christie's progress over the past 3 years. If you have learned anything from this blog I wish it to be that GOD ANSWERS PRAYERS. I have learned that it is in his time though and not mine.God is in the miracle making business as he has proven not only from the Bible but from Christie's life as well. I hope every one knows that they can look to God for help when it seems there is no hope left.

I will not be posting anything else on this blog once Christie comes home. I expect and hope that she will be home by next weekend. If you would like to stay in contact with me after this blog stops, feel free to email me. samuraiet@yahoo.com put Christie's name in the subject bar and I will reply as best I can.

Thanks again everyone for all that you have done and for all your prayers.

God Bless,

Becky and Christie

9 comments:

Apryl said...: That is great news!! I am so happy for you guys. God is Good.; August 17, 2011 at 8:41 PM
Betsy Saiani said...: This news brought tears to my eyes! How is she being transported? What was her reaction to the news?

I am so happy for all of you!!!!!; August 18, 2011 at 9:41 AM
Becky Williams said...: I was going to fly down today and bring her back tomorrow, but that wasn't meant to be. Her Dad is having her driven up here with his family so they can visit family in Florida along the way. I am expecting and hoping she will be here by next weekend.
She was very excited to the news.I have pictures of her smiling and going " woo hoo" but it didn't really sink in until a nurse brought in a ton of boxes and Mama started packing her things.Then it really sank in and she was a very happy young lady.; August 18, 2011 at 1:24 PM
kayla said...: that's wonderful News.; August 18, 2011 at 8:42 PM
Betsy Saiani said...: Awesome! I am so happy for all of you! So many people have been on this journey with you! Happy endings are the best!; August 19, 2011 at 7:44 AM
Becky Williams said...: I know and am thankful, I could never have gotten through this without prayer and friends.; August 19, 2011 at 7:56 AM
Anonymous said...: PRAISE GOD!!!!!! I knew He would do it. Ive not been respinding for a while but that doesn't mean I have been reading. Love Yall, Sharon & David; August 23, 2011 at 3:07 PM
Betsy Saiani said...: Becky,

Is she home yet? Hope all went well!

Betsy; August 29, 2011 at 3:43 PM
Becky Williams said...: Betsy, Not yet. Still waiting for the judge to sign the order.; August 29, 2011 at 4:22 PM

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MOTHERS

This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Please Read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in Leisure...do not hurry... This is a treasure...
>For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,This is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is Even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.
>The young mother set her foot on the path of life. 'Is This the long way?' she asked. And the guide said:'Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it... But The end will be better than the beginning.'
But the young mother was happy, and she would not Believe that anything could be better than these years. So she Played with her children, and gathered flowers for Them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and The sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.'
>Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was Dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother Drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, 'Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.'
>And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and The children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,' A little patience and we are there.'So the children climbed, and when they reached the top They said, 'Mother, we would not have done it without you.'
>And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up At the stars and said, 'This is a better day than the last, for my Children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength.'
>And the next day came strange clouds which darkened The earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped And stumbled, and the mother said: 'Look up. Lift your eyes to the light. ' And the children looked and saw above the clouds An everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the Darkness. And that night the Mother said, 'This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.'
>And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and The years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with Courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, For she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,And beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And Mother said, 'I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end Is better than the beginning, for my children can Walk alone, and their children after them.'
>And the children said, 'You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.'And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates Closed after her. And they said: 'We cannot see her But she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She Is a living presence.......'
>Your Mother is always with you... She's the whisper Of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach In your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand On your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives Inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love And your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can Separate you.Not time, not space... Not even death!
>I LOVE YOU MY BABY GIRL

Please Help Bring Christie Home

Please Help Bring Christie Home

A beautiful little teenage girl
lying in a hospital bed.
Only fifteen years into her life.
It's a MIRACLE she's not dead.
She was so vibrant, like a ray of sun.
But now she's in a coma
before her life has even begun.
She loves horses and feeding birds.
Rescuing turtles,
and jumping hurdles.
She loves to laugh and really loves to run.
Christie is so full of life
and her life is filled with fun.
Now we're praying for a Miracle
that only God can do.
For now her laughter is silenced
and God we're begging you.
The part of her brain that they removed,
we ask you to replace.
Let Christie run once again
and help her win life's race.
You made the brain in question
before the dawn of time.
And I ask you now with all my heart
to heal this grandchild of mine.

Mary Hudson- Christie's Mamaw
Piedmont, SC

A TRUE MIRACLE

After Christie's Left Temporal lobectomy we thought she would die. She remained in a coma for months. She remained on life support and a trach for a while longer. Everyone seemed to give up on her but God and me. The surgeons thought she would remain in a vegetative state for the remainder of her days. I'm very happy to say that everyone was wrong. As you can see in the pictures on this page Christie has surpassed everyones expectations. It wouldn't be right not to give God the Glory and Praise for things he hath done and if it where not but by God's Grace and Love Christie wouldn't be here today.If you do not know God as your personal savior I invite you to get to know him. He sent his son Jesus Christ to die on the cross for you and for me. Please read John 3:16. "For God so loved the world that He gave HIs only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life." The best thing that a person can do in these times is to accept Him. He has not let me down in my life, and He won't let you down either.

God Bless and thanks for the prayers.