I was on active duty in the Army and had only been stationed in Germany for a few weeks. We had to find housing in the Germany community because military housing was not available. We found a very nice home and our Germany landlord was a very nice man, who treated us like we were his own children. It was a great adventure for my girls. There was a park nearby and they loved to go there to play.
One afternoon I received a phone call informing me that military housing had become available and I was excited to let Han know. So I had a friend take me home so I could tell her. As we neared my home, we noticed that there was an ambulance and a large crowd of people gathered outside what appeared to be our house. Sure enough something was wrong.
As I ran into the house there was my youngest daughter, Tammy, in my wife’s arms. She was bloody and had road burns all over her body. What had happened was that the girls had decided to go to the park and play. As they were crossing the street a car, going way too fast, came around the curve and hit Tammy in the mid-section of her body throwing her several feet in the air and across the road. The medical personal in the ambulance determined that the injuries were so bad that she needed to be air lifted to the hospital.
The helicopter came and they loaded Tammy in and they took her to the nearest hospital; we followed by car. We arrived at the local hospital where they would monitor her over the next few days. We stayed right there with her, praying and seeking God on her behalf. After a few days they told us to go home and shower and get some rest. They said they would call if anything came up.
We went home and showered, but rest would not come so we returned to the hospital only to discover that Tammy had taken a turn for the worst and she had been transferred to a children’s hospital in Trier West Germany. We arrived later that evening and discovered that she was already in surgery.
I cannot explain the helplessness and loneliness we felt. We had not been in country long enough to make any friends or to even find a church family yet. We had my First Sergeant and his wife, who were great people, but they did not know us and they were not Christians. They found it funny that we prayed so much.
When Tammy came out of surgery, she had tubes running out of her body and a tube running out of her nose. The doctor told us that there had been internal injuries, but that we would have to wait and see how severe they were.
Han would not leave Tammy, so we rented the bed next to her and Han stayed right there beside her for the next few weeks as we waited. I borrowed a car from a friend and Luci and I would drive up every day. It was on one of those drives that the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me came about.
We had shipped most of our belongings and we were waiting on those things to arrive, but we did bring a few things. One of the things that I brought was a music tape of Country Stars sing Gospel songs. I listened to that tape on every trip I made to the hospital. One day while driving along, listening to the tape, I felt the very presence of God as the car flooded with glory. I was only aware of God’s presence, not anything else. In fact, to this day I do not know how I arrived at the hospital. One minute I was driving down the road, the next I am in the hospital parking lot.
Suddenly I could hear the voice of God, “John I am going to heal Tammy.” I ran up to the hospital room and I told Han what had just happened. I am sure I must have looked like a crazy man running into the room all excited and loud. God’s timing is a funny thing. I expected that healing to take place right there, right at that very moment, but God had things He needed to show me and teach me.
Tammy was not able to eat or drink during this time, because the passage way between her stomach and small intestine was swollen shut; nothing could get through. It was a very difficult time for her and for us.
After a few weeks the doctor called us in and said, “Tammy is not getting any better and we need to take more drastic measures. We are going to go in on Monday and remove the damaged part of her bowels and replace it with pig’s intestine.” The doctor explained that this was a normal procedure for older people who had damage from ulcers or cancer, but not normal for a little girl. The news was devastating to us. This was a Friday afternoon and I asked the doctor, “Will you take another x-ray on Monday morning before the surgery to see if there is any improvement?” His comment to me was, “Only if a miracle happens.”
We went straight to Tammy’s room and we stood beside her bed. I took my Bible and I opened it to the book of Acts and I read this over her.
Now Peter and John went up together to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour. 2 And a certain man lame from his mother’s womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms from those who entered the temple; 3 who, seeing Peter and John about to go into the temple, asked for alms. 4 And fixing his eyes on him, with John, Peter said, “Look at us.” 5 So he gave them his attention, expecting to receive something from them. 6 Then Peter said, “Silver and gold I do not have, but what I do have I give you: In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk.” 7 And he took him by the right hand and lifted him up, and immediately his feet and ankle bones received strength. 8 So he, leaping up, stood and walked and entered the temple with them — walking, leaping, and praising God.
I looked at Tammy and told her, “If daddy could take away the pain and hurt I would. If I could trade places with you, I would do it right now, but what I have I give you; in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord be healed.”
The weekend seemed uneventful to me. On Monday morning I rushed to the hospital to be there in time for the surgery. When I arrived at Tammy’s room she and Han were not there. I asked a nurse where they were. She said to me, “X-ray.” I ran down to the x-ray department and there was Han standing outside of the door. I asked her what was going on, but she was not completely sure. A technician came out and told us to go back to Tammy’s room and wait for the doctor.
The doctor came in with the x-ray and held it up to the light and showed us the passageway. The damaged part they were going to replace was now open and fluid was once again flowing through it. God had healed Tammy just as He had promised! Words cannot express what we were feeling at that very moment. One of the doctors on staff came in and he looked at us and he said, “It is a miracle!”
Today Tammy is a wife, the mother of two and a nurse. Even though they thought the damage might be too much for her to even have children; God is always faithful. He is Jehovah-Rapha; the Lord that Heals.