Anyone that knows my Mother, knows that she is a Godly, Christian lady. I was always taken to church by my parents, along with my sister, Teresa, and we were always there when the doors were open. She taught Sunday School, and throughout the years has held various roles within the church. When I was very young, my Mother had noticed that the "soft spot" as it is often referred to, on my head had closed up, and this was premature. She called the doctor and he asked her to bring me in so that I could be examined. (I had no idea what was going on because I was very young, and don't remember any of this.)
After meeting and being examined by the doctor a few times, he then suggested that they take me to see a specialist in Atlanta, Georgia. The doctor there examined me and did a few simple diagnostic tests on me. I had what was called "Cranialsynostosis". It is the premature closure of one or more of the joints between the bones of the skull resulting in a malformed head, which may lead to an increase in intra-cranial pressure and consequential brain damage. The doctor informed my Mother and Father that there was good news and bad news. The good news was that it could be fixed by surgery. The bad news was that there was a very good chance that I could die on the operating table. My Mother and Father had a lot to discuss on their drive back to South Carolina. Neither wanted to have the surgery because of the risk, but they also didn't want me to grow up having a head shaped like a football. (Yes, that is what the doctor said it would look like without surgery.)
One day as my Mother was sweeping her bedroom floor and praying to God about what she should do, she heard a very distinct voice say to her "Do not have the surgery. Your child will be fine." It was in that very moment that she knew it was God speaking to her. She went and told my Father what just happened. She obeyed God, and as an obedient child of God, she trusted Him. She and my Father called the doctor the next day and told him that they did not want to have the surgery on me. I have never had any learning disabilities, and my head is not malformed. I thank my Mother for being obedient to God, and for trusting Him. I thank my God for a praying and loving Mother.
