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Like any good mother, when Karen found out she was pregnant, she did her best to prepare her 3 yr old son, Michael. Day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy.
Then the labor started one night, for awhile, progressing normally.
But complications arise during delivery.
Would a c-section be required?
Soon, Michael's little sister was born.
But she is in serious condition. With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushes the tiny baby to the hospital.

The days inch by, with the little girl getting worse.
The neonatologist gives a grim prognosis to the parents, who start contacting cemeteries.
Michael keeps begging to see his sister, "I want to sing to her!" he cries.
Even after his parents have given up hope, Michael still begs, "Let me see my sister!" They pacify him for awhile with hospital rules, "Children are not allowed in Intensive Care," but still Michael begs.
Karen realizes that if he doesn't see the baby soon, he will never see her alive. She dresses him up in a scrub suit and marches him to ICU.
"Get that kid out of here! No kids in ICU!" The mother in Karen rises up strong, and the mild-mannered Karen looks steely-eyed at the nurse and proclaims, "He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!"

Michael gazed at his sister, losing the will to live; and he begins to sing...
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are gray---" The infant responds instantly,the heart beat grows stronger, becomes calm and steady. Keep on singing, Michael. "You never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away---"
The ragged breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten's purr, as his little sister relaxes.
A healing rest seemed to sweep over her.
And tears conquer the bossy nurse's face and his mother Karen begins to glow.

Sometimes we all tend to forget just how important , a kind word , or the soothing sound of a friendly voice can be.


The very next day, the little girl is ready to go home!
And guess what hymn, the congregation later sang at church the next Sunday ?