A Special Angel Is Born 

  ( God's Very Special Servant)

 

Children are a very special blessing and high calling to parents to receive from the Lord, second behind our salvation, they are one of the greatest gifts we could ever be given. Children are such a miracle where we can't help but to stop and consider about how babies start out as embryos being microscopic size, then how large they are by the time they are knitted together in their mother's womb. The embryo goes from the size of a period at the end of a sentence to being seventeen to nineteen inches long and weigh close to seven pounds or more by the time, they are born. I couldn't help but to reminisce on how awesome I felt when I first found out I was pregnant with each one of my children and the joy they each brought to Mark and me. When each one of the babies first moved in my tummy, how I felted overjoyed that there was this little life I was responsible to see that I did everything I could to make sure I took care of myself because that much-loved little one was depending on me. Each one of the doctor's visits I anxiously looked forward to the doctor letting me hear his or her little heart beat. Then when I would have an ultrasound this precious little baby made me excited for when they would make their appearance into this world.

Psalm 139:13-17 (ESV) “For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!”  

Cynthia Anne Harrell, one of the Lord's special angels was born on October 30, 1985, at Norfolk General Hospital in Norfolk, Virginia, as a most precious gift to her parents Mark and Anne. Cyndy was the second child of our six children, she endured several physical complications, most of which started early in her newborn life. When I first found out that I was pregnant with Cyndy, actually, I was expecting twins, I had no idea that there were two fetuses until I was 10 weeks along. To Mark's and my surprise, we found out about the twins, in the tenth week of my pregnancy, when the first signs of complications had arisen.

 

 

 Mark and I begun to worry when I woke in the early morning hours cramping and in a paddle of blood, fears that our baby was no longer vital, yet when the OB/GYN doctor did an ultrasound and he saw two sacks, but he did not see either of the babies' heartbeats at first. The doctor was positive that I had probably miscarried when he found the fetal issue and the amount of bleeding I was having, he knew that he was probably going to have to do a D&C. When he was about to perform the D&C, he went to check to see if any fetal tissue remained by doing another ultrasound before doing the surgery. While he was viewing the ultrasound, to his amazement he and the nurses saw Cyndy's little heart beating ever so strong causing him to send me back home on complete bed rest until the bleeding had completely stopped. This was absolutely the hand of God, having the doctor to check me one last time before surgery, had he not looked, we would not have known Cyndy was waiting to be born. We were greatly saddened by the sudden loss of one of the babies, in spite of that we were thankful for the one remaining and eagerly awaited the birth of the other baby, our dearest Cyndy.

 Cyndy entered this world on Oct.30th of 1985,  at Norfolk General Hospital.  Cyndy was born six weeks early and had issues when she was born and ended up in the ICU nursey for two weeks before she came home.  When she was six months old Cyndy's life changed forever!

Over the next few months and years to come Cyndy touch the lives of her church family, her doctors and nurses, teachers and most of all her family. 

When she died, she broke the hearts of her doctors.  Three of them carried her to her grave. Another one of her doctors was at the funeral.  

 

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