My sister brought hope…

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I’m going to let my sister tell her story….

(She wrote this a couple months after my transplant.)

“To try to put on paper all that I was feeling and experiencing seems impossible. My sister…one I confide in, laugh hardest with, am challenged and encouraged by, used to play Barbies with, used to bite me, trusts me, believes in me, who gives so much of herself to those around her, who knows my secrets..my SISTER was all of a sudden in a coma. I can’t put what I was feeling into words..I know that I couldn’t imagine for one second what my life would have been like without my sister, Lisa, in my life. I couldn’t imagine the world without Lisa as she has affected and touched so many.

Many of you felt and walked through this crisis with my family and I, but I want to share “my side of the story” in hope that God may be glorified and honored. Before Lisa was admitted to the hospital, she was diagnosed with Hepatitis. After I heard her diagnosis I asked God what He was going to do through her sickness. I believed that said He was going to give her an identification with the sick, an authority to speak into areas that need healing, and that He was going to give her an abundance of life. What awesome promises.

Three days later, I got a phone call telling me I need to come home immediately because Lisa had acute liver failure and needed to have an emergency liver transplant. At first, I felt out of control-I couldn’t think, couldn’t talk, couldn’t stop moving. My friends came along side of me-packed, planned and most importantly prayed. Several of them got on their knees as soon as they heard and God gave scriptures that confirmed that Lisa would be healed.

That night, I wept and spilled my guts to the Lord. I told Him I was scared and didn’t know what I’d do without Lisa. I cried out for her healing and in my sorrow, God reminded me of His promises-identification, authority and abundant life. The perfect, unchanging character of God is to never promise something He doesn’t intend to fulfill.

When I arrived in Minnesota on Friday, Lisa was just closing her eyes as her body went into a full coma. She looked to be in distress. Her skin was yellow, she cried infected yellow tears, she had tubes everywhere..there was no response.

Word spread FAST. Families, churches, YWAM bases, Christian groups all over the world go on their knees and cried out to God on Lisa’s behalf. We cried out for a miracle! People prayed who haven’t prayed for years. God’s people united together and prayed for healing.

So, we waited and waited and waited and waited…for two never ending days. We did a lot of crying and praying, but also did a lot of laughing as friends and family shared their favorite memories of Lisa. I think some of my favorite moments while Lisa was in the coma was when it was just her and I in the ICU room. I’d lay down at the foot of her bed, reading Scripture, praying for her, speaking Truth to her…touching her. I wanted to take her place. I wanted to take my liver out and give it to her, but I also knew that God had a different idea. His intention was to heal her. He was going to heal her. We just had to wait on His perfect timing. I really believe with all my heart that Lisa would be healed. My flesh tried to entertain the thought of her not pulling through, but my spirit would NOT let me think that way for very long. I couldn’t help but to believe she was going to have the life abundantly God had promised. I had a peace that came directly from the Father’s heart for it couldn’t have come from anywhere else. I hate waiting though-I hated having to see her distressed expressions-I hated to see the tears that would fall from her eyes.

Because the average wait for a liver is 18 days and she needed one in 24 hours, the transplant surgeons came to our family to talk about the possibility of having someone in the family doing a live donor transplant. In this surgery, a part of a liver is removed from a person and then transplanted into the recipient. At this point on Saturday morning it was crucial that we began exploring other options if another liver didn’t become available. Lisa would die without intervention.

I began to get tested to see if my liver would be a match. The hardest thought I faced regarding the possibility of my surgery was not being by Lisa’s bed when she woke up from her coma because I would have been recovering myself.

Shortly before i started getting tested, my Grandma said in faith “We’re going to get a liver tonight.” I didn’t think too much of it until I felt that God Himself told me that He was going to provide a liver that night. Several hours after that, we got a call that there was a possible liver available, but that it had to be checked and tested before we could know for sure. We immediately praised the Lord and prayed that it would be a match. Grandma and I knew it would be…

We waited 8 hours before getting the final word….THE LIVER WAS A MATCH…it was 15% bigger than the surgeons hoped for, but they felt hopeful nonetheless. At this point things started to move fast. Surgery was scheduled for two hours later. Friends and family came to be there during the 8 hour surgery. The surgery was a success! People were praising the Lord all over the nation. It was decided-Lisa was going to pull thru! I believe the angels were rejoicing too.

Lisa’s color was back immediately after the surgery was over…no more yellow! This was a great sign! She woke up from her coma a day and a half after her transplant and was walking a day after that. Eight days after her liver transplant, she was released from the hospital!!! After a day of being confused, she started praising the Lord for everything He had done and was giving Him all glory. The medical staff was amazing at Lisa’s healing. The saw the work of God first hand. We all experienced a miracle.

One important lesson I learned is that when our circumstances change, the Word of God doesn’t. It is the only thing that will stand when all else falls. God wrote it for us because He means every word in it. Even if Lisa would not have made it, this would have been true. In my mind, I can’t comprehend that..but that is TRUTH. Our ways are not God’s ways. Our finite knowledge cannot compare to His infinite wisdom. Lisa’s life is HIS because she has chosen to give Him that place in her life. Her name is written in the Lamb’s book of Life, and that is what’s important. Out of the relationship that He has with Lisa and our of His perfect love, He allowed His servant to endure so His purposed could be accomplished.

He is not done.”

She had a vision of healing that brought hope to everyone around us…..

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Laura (right) & Lindsay (younger sister) a few days after transplant. ( I had amazing hair…)

Lisa

 

 


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