A Brother’s Love


Dear Friend,

The greatest gift that we can offer of ourselves is the gift of our love. The love that God had shown towards humanity is an example of how we should show our love.  The Lord without favoritism loves all equally and answers the hearts cry of all those who call upon His name in truth.  The Bible declares in Romans 12:9-10 “Let love be without dissimulation. Abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which is good.  Be kindly affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honour preferring one another.”  Be encouraged to love your neighbor as yourself and let your light shine before all men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven. (John 15:12-13) (Colossians 3:23-25) (Matthew 5:14-16)

I hope this message encourages your heart to never give up on loving others because through love all other obstacles will be conquered.
A Brother’s Love

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They find out that the new baby is going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sings to his sister in Mommy’s tummy.

The pregnancy progresses normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. Then the labor pains come. Every five minutes. Every minute. But complications arise during delivery. Hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, Michael’s little sister is born. But she is in serious condition. With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushes the infant to the
neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary’s Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee.

The days inch by. The little girl gets worse. The pediatric specialist tells the parents, “There is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst.” Karen and her husband contact a local cemetery about a burial plot. They have fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby, now they plan a funeral.

Michael, keeps begging his parents to let him see his sister, “I want to sing to her,” he says. Week two in intensive care. It looks as if a funeral will come before the week is over. Michael keeps nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. But Karen makes up her mind. She will take Michael whether they like it or
not. If he doesn’t see his sister now, he may never see her alive.

She dresses him in an oversized scrub suit and marches him into ICU. He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognizes him as a child and bellows, “Get that kid out of here now! No children are allowed in the ICU.”

The mother rises up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head nurse’s face, her lips a firm line. “He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!” Karen tows Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazes at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. And he begins to sing. In the pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael
sings:

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray.” Instantly the baby girl responds. The pulse rate becomes calm and steady. Keep on singing, Michael. “You never know, dear, how much I love you, Please don’t take my sunshine away—”

The ragged, strained breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten’s purr. Keep on singing, Michael. “The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms…” Michael’s little sister relaxes as rest, healing rest, seems to sweep over her. Tears conquer the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glows.

The girl is well enough to go home! Woman’s Day magazine called it “The miracle of a brother’s song.” The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God’s love. A few weeks later, Michael’s little sister was baptized at the Panther Creek Church.

For with God nothing shall be impossible – Luke 1:37

Author Unknown

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13 thoughts on “A Brother’s Love

  1. I must say, at one point I was fearful thinking, “Oh no! Please don’t make me cry!” but I should have known it would be okay just as in all your other posts! Motivating and inspiring! My heart melted when I read this!!!! Definitely sharing this with all my mommy friends!! 🙂 ❤

    • So glad you liked this post Nichole. I receive these inspirational stories in my email, and can really relate to most of them, especially this one. I have had several major surgeries because of my disability and every time I am worried about whether I will survive. It really scares me sometimes, but I just pray to God to keep me safe, and He always carries me in His loving arms every step of the way. Sometimes, I want to get down on my knees and cry and praise God for all He has given me. I would not be the man I am today without His amazing love, mercy and grace. Every day I wake up, I praise Him for allowing me to see another day, and experience His many blessings. Have a blessed, beautiful evening my dear friend. Love and respect, Jason

    • Hi Tracy. Glad you’re enjoying the blog. I hope you will find encouragement and inspiration in my posts. If you ever have a question about anything I say, or just want more info about my disability, please feel free to email me personally, jcbourne@comcast.net. I look forward to sharing my story, and my journey, with you. God bless you. Much love and admiration, Jason

    • Hi Leslie,

      I’m really glad you enjoyed this story. I really thought it had a powerful message about the power of God’s amazing love. I really can relate to this story because I’ve had several surgeries because of my disability and every time I am in the hospital, I see a little reminder, or ten, of God’s love for me.

      You are absolutely right, we do get so busy in our every day lives that we don’t see the little things that He has blessed us with. I’ve started to slow down the past couple months and really taken notice of the wonders of His loving hand at work. Every day I am given a little reminder of His love for me, whether it’s a sunrise, a flock of geese flying overhead, a little girl playing with her mother in the park, or the gentle touch or a phone call from a loving friend, letting me know that everything will be okay if we only TRUST in HIM.

      I encourage you to read the other posts in my blog. I’ve created a list of those little moments I have started to notice on a daily basis, that remind me that God will always be there for me whenever I need Him. I know He will never leave me nor forsake me, and I praise His Holy Name for giving me those little reminders of a better day, a better tomorrow, a brighter future.

      God bless you Leslie. Much love and respect, Jason

  2. Wonderful story Jason! We all want to believe that the love we have inside us can somehow make a difference in someones life. In this story it certainly did. Thank you for reminding us all that even the smallest acts of love, truly do make that difference.

    :0)s and Hugs my friend!

    • Good morning Judy. Soooo glad you liked the story. I can’t take the credit for writing, though. I received it in my email, but thought it was too wonderful not to share wiht the world. I hope the love inside my heart is making a difference in someone’s life. I want everyone to be happy, blessed and safe from the lies and deceit of Satan. I hope you are blessed by my posts, and that you will let me know if you have a question or comment. I know I am blessed from having known you. Just knowing you understand what I’m going through means more to me than you will EVER know. I love you Judy Schneider. You will NEVER know the difference you have made in my life. I want to cry so bad because you have accepted me from the first time we met. I can never repay your kindness.

      • Jason, I just wanted to let you know, that the Blessings we share are mutual. I am also blessed with having met you my friend! I cherish every moment of our friendship too!

        :0)s, Hugs, and Blessings!

  3. It’s a beautiful story. A child-like faith — Michael’s or his mother’s, perhaps both — overcame both opposition and illness. His song, and it could have been any song, really, was sung in a kind of determined hope.

    You told this story well.

    • Hi Michael. Glad you liked the post. I didn’t mean to make you cry… I received this one in my email and thought it’d be perfect for the blog. I want to give people hope for a better, brighter day and a successful life. I want my journey to be a happy one for those who take the trip with me. I invite you to read the other posts and leave your comments and questions. I promise to respond personally.

      I’m also looking for guest bloggers on my blog. Would you be interested in submitting something? Let me know and we can work out something. I look forward to reading your blog.

      Be blessed, Jason

  4. it was great to meet you over at one stop today jason…thanks for sharing your voice…love is certainly something to be spread, we all could use more…and miracles they happen all the time…if we are looking…

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