MIRACLE AT LONE OAK

The Sun was shining brightly, but it was still cold. It was the latter part of winter in Lone Oak, Mississippi. The last few months had been long and bitter. The promise of spring was in the air, and anticipations were high, but there were some who could only focus on the here and now. In the little two-room house, shared by Hugh and Ellen Spencer, and their eight children, fear filled every heart. 

Twelve-year-old Junie lay unconscious, stricken with a fever. She had been sick for weeks and had been at death’s door for several days now. Her mother had not left her side. She watched over her sweet child and prayed for the fever to break. Many prayers were offered up to God as the family wondered if she would survive this ordeal that threatens to tear another child from her arms.

As Ellen placed another wet towel on her daughter’s head she noticed something that sent a chill down her spine. She shouted to her husband, “Hugh, Hugh, come quick.” As Hugh raced frantically to the bedside of his sick child he was thinking the worst. As he entered the room, Ellen shouted, “Junie’s fever has broken! Send for Dr. Williams!”

Later, as the sun shined directly overhead, a strange, but familiar noise grew louder and louder. The eldest son, Ervin, was returning home with the doctor. The strange noise was made by an automobile, which Dr. Williams drove. Not too common in the Lone Oak area, but a welcome site today.

As the doctor was walking in, he said, “I heard the good news, Hugh. How’s our girl doing?” With a gleam of cheer in his voice, Hugh said, “Well Doc, That’s what we were hoping you could tell us. Come on In,” he added.

By now Junie was awake and sitting up in bed. The doctor examined her and then turned to address her parents. “Mr. and Mrs. Spencer,” he sayid with a smile, “Junie’s gonna be fine. Since she’s been cooped up in this room for weeks, I think some fresh air would do her good. You should open the door and window for awhile and let the house air out. In the meantime, how would you like to go for a ride in an automobile, Junie?”

The ride was great, and Junie enjoyed it very much. It was an experience she would never forget. She never forgot her parent’s love and care for her either. She never forgot that God brought her back from death’s door and added many more years to her life. 

As I listened to my Grandmother tell this story, I could see the appreciation in her eyes, and hear it in her voice. She longed to see Jesus face to face and thank him, not just for what he did for her that winter, but for all he had done in her life afterward. She loved God and served him until the day she died. I can’t wait to see her again, after the resurrection, and watch the faces of my children and grandchildren light up, as our Grandmother tells this story and many others. I’m looking forward to it.

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Adapted from the book “Inspiration For The Journey” by Teddy Lynn

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