I will tell you part of an amazing story. This story is about a fair, kind, wonderful, inspiring daughter of God, who was attacked by an evil desperate villain. This story isn’t a fairy tale. It isn’t the creation of an
amazing imagination. It is, in fact, a true story. I hope that sharing some of the precious private inspiring details of her journey will remind you of your own worth! As you fight your own demons, and battle for your own victory, may
you, like her, turn in faith to the Father of your soul.
“Mom I need to talk to you.” Miranda said.
I turned and smiled at Miranda, “Really do tell.” Taking my hand she led me into my bedroom and shut
the door. “What is it?” I said with anticipation.
“While I was praying I felt the spirit really strongly, I felt that I would soon face a difficult test.”
“Really, what were you saying when you
felt the spirit?” I asked.
“I was praying and telling God I loved Him, and would love him forever, I felt that this would be tested, and that I will face something big.”
My heart sank a little as I listened to her,
“Big?” I said questioning.
Smiling, Miranda looked into my eyes. “I don’t know what it will be mom, but I do know it will be a difficult test.”
Reaching out I hugged my sweet daughter, “You’re
so good Miranda. You’re amazing. I know you will be okay. No matter what you face, God will be with you.”
I felt the truth of her words sink deep into my heart. Something big; a test; part of me shrunk
away from the thought of my daughter facing anything difficult. The other part me knew she could conquer anything through faith, love, and obedience. Throughout the day my mind drifted back to Miranda’s prayer and the revelation she received.
I wondered what was coming.
Two days later Miranda woke up with pain in her right shoulder. We continued through our week as usual. But, Miranda’s arm continued to hurt her. Finally I decided that we had better take her
in and get it looked at. I took her to urgent care. The doctor examined her and said he thought it was rotter cuff irritation. We thought his diagnosis was strange because Miranda didn’t play sports and she hadn’t done anything
that would hurt her rotor cuff. The doctor recommended ibuprofen for the pain.
After two days of ibuprofen the arm pain went away, we were so happy! We enjoyed almost three weeks without pain, but on March 26th the pain
returned. This time it was in Miranda’s left arm, collar bone, and her throat muscles hurt when she swallowed. My heart sunk, I knew that the reality of “something big” was upon us.
We took Miranda to Grand View Family
Medicine. There, the physician noticed Miranda had swollen lymph nodes at the back of her neck. The examination of Miranda’s arm caused Miranda a great deal of pain as she had to move it for the examination process. The doctor seemed
to ignore this symptom all together. She said that she thought Miranda might have Mono. The Dr. suggested running a couple blood tests, a CBC and another to look for Mono. I felt desperate for help. I found relief in doing anything
that might shed light on Miranda’s condition.
On the drive home I kept asking Miranda detailed questions about her pain, trying to understand what could be causing it. Miranda was so sweet she explained to me the same details she had
already told me. I dosed her with Tylenol and comforted her with the assurance that we would figure out what was happening. I prayed for God’s help. I asked him to help me know what was causing her pain.
I turned on my
laptop and started searching the types of illnesses that had her symptoms; which were, bone pain and swollen lymph nodes. The search lead me to the mayo clinic website which had diseases listed alphabetically. I started looking at bone cancer,
bone infection, and then I looked at Lupus, and Lymphoma. I felt overwhelmed at the large scope of possibilities. I started scanning each letter in the alphabetic list of diseases. When I got to “L”, my eyes fell on Leukemia and
I felt that I should click on it. I followed the prompting…when the page opened, the symptoms Miranda had described, were listed.
I then began searching the different types of Leukemia, when I reached Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia I
felt the spirit strongly. I knew at that moment Miranda had Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia. This felt like a moment of devastation, but also a moment of spiritual strength and comfort. I wasn’t alone. God knew my daughter personally.
He knew what was causing her pain, and he cared. He had helped us through the spirit. I felt joy and hope because he was there always caring for us. As I read the symptoms I noted she had two of the nine symptoms that were listed.
I stood from my laptop feeling shaky and overwhelmed. I went to the family room and I turned off the TV, I l told them the feelings and impressions I felt and what I found. I explained that I felt the spirit strongly when I read Acute Lymphocytic
Leukemia. Miranda was calm and didn’t react with doubt or fear…quietly, she stood and hugged me. Then she left the room.
I knew she was praying. Her big trial was revealed through the spirit and she would seek comfort
through the spirit. My eyes fell on Miranda’s older sister, Breana, who was teary eyed. I hugged her and comforted her. I thought my heart would break seeing the fear in her eyes. Such love and determination was in Breana’s
countenance. If a will of iron could keep Miranda here with us, surely Breana’s would be more than enough. Micah and Tanner were quiet, accepting, and tearful.
Conversations about revelation, dreams, visions, and scripture are normal
for our family. We share all of ourselves with each other. So this was taken by my children as truth, doubting nothing, they accepted what I shared. I was full gratitude for the revelation I had received. But, I was overwhelmed and
afraid by the reality of our situation. Also, I knew I would have to help the doctors consider Leukemia as the source of her symptoms. Now I prayed that God would help me get Miranda the help she needed from those in the medical field.
had been given tickets to Young Women’s General Conference on Saturday. We decided, to turn the weekend of waiting for CBC results, into a family getaway. We got a hotel in Salt Lake City. The kids were excited!
During our weekend
away the overall theme was pain, Miranda was in pain the entire time. Every four hours she would take more ibuprofen. But, that was only able to take the edge off her pain. Throughout this weekend I was shaken by the changes in her health.
She no longer could wash her hair or get up from the tub on her own. Her pain was debilitating and I felt helpless. I called Grandview Family Medicine after hours to talk with a doctor about her pain; I wanted something stronger for her.
He just told me to increase the amount of ibuprofen I was giving her. Tears streamed down my face as I listened to him. I felt like no one, save Heavenly Father, understood how much she was hurting.
The doctor on the phone asked about Miranda’s
blood test. I told him we were waiting for the results of her CBC. He thought she probably had arthritis and proceeded to explain that pain would become a manageable part of Miranda’s life. I hung up the phone and looked at Miranda.
“It will be okay Mom. Don’t cry.”
This response from her only caused more tears to surface. I gave her more ibuprofen and we settled in for the night. One of the things we had started doing was placing ice
packs on her arm and collar bone at night, this seemed to ease her pain and help her get some rest. I slept next to Miranda and she would say my name to awake me for more pain pills. Sleep was something she and I got in snatches.
both were awake a lot of the night. I would lightly tickle her arms and back to distract her from the pain. The following morning Miranda asked if we could buy her an arm sling. She explained that the weight of her arm was painful.
She thought perhaps a sling would ease the pain. We responded with resounding absolutely, we drove to Wal-Mart and bought her a sling. We also bought her a couple of button-up pajama dresses, a button-up shirt and a skirt. The pain in her
arms made it difficult to get dressed. Raising her arms above her head was unbearable. So getting shirts and dresses that could go on without raising her arms was important!