Reason to Trust #22 [Bek]

Bek CunninghamAge:  The BIG 3-0!! // Favourite Food:  I love anything cooked from scratch…but have a massive weakness to anything labelled Cadbury! // Dream Job:  Mum first of all & encourager for others to see  all God has purposed for them.// Current Season:Full to the brim & loving it! Mum to 2 beautiful girls, Wife to an incredible guy (Grant), Church Life and Young Families Pastor and Casual Registered Nurse.// Met Jesus: At the age of 5 in Sunday school I raised my hand and walked to the front to accept Jesus as my Saviour.// Favourite Verse:  Ps 40:5  –“O Lord my God, you have performed many wonders for us. Your plans for us are too numerous to list. You have no equal. If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds, I would never come to the end of them.”// Instagram: @bek_cunningham

Have you ever experienced a moment in life when suddenly all of the oxygen in the room has been removed? Like, the weight of the world really is on your shoulders? Perhaps even the walls around you seem to be closing in closer and closer? For me, one particular day comes to mind. A day that could have possibly marked my little girl’s last moments!

Generally speaking I would say I’m quite a low key person and it takes a lot to get my feathers ruffled. However, on this day…. nothing seemed further from the truth. It changed me…. and it changed me forever! Often when a traumatic experience occurs, it can in fact alter your entire perception on life! Priorities can be restored and your focus can be realigned and back to where it should be, with God right in the centre!

My experience began about 8 months after my eldest daughter, Rylee was born. Little did I know, that we were about to enter a season where she would be unwell for an extended period of time. As a result, we spent the next 9 months in and out of hospital where she was treated with oxygen therapy, other medications and nasogastric feeds. It was an intense time and quite honestly we were utterly exhausted. Life doesn’t stop either when challenges come and I’m not too sure we really were able to keep up with it all.

During one of Rylee’s hospital admissions we were faced with an emergency. I was holding my very fragile looking baby at the time when the pediatrician entered the room. Quite sternly she urged me to put my baby back to bed right away! She had noticed that her breathing had become quite laboured in such a short space of time. Within seconds I heard her calling out the door for more staff. In a stressed tone, the Dr continued calling out into the corridor for help. There was a whole lot of medical jargon being called out and because of my nursing background, I understood the seriousness of each word! She was yelling things like, “Book an ICU bed, this kid’s crashing….. Someone get the crash trolley NOW…. Can we get a portable x-ray here STAT, she’s too unwell for us to move her!”

I was pushed to the back corner of the room and left to watch the staff take over. I was starting to become short of breath, as I realised I was unable to control what was going on in front of me. We soon learned that both of Rylee’s lungs had collapsed and her oxygen levels were quickly declining. At this point she was looking quite lifeless. I was freaking out…. pulse racing…. adrenaline pumping all the while still very assertively claiming healing upon her life in my own little corner of the room. I looked over to see them prepping for a chest drain insertion to re-inflate her lungs, which can be an invasive procedure especially because of her age.

It was then that the most amazing thing happened! She literally sat up in her bed, colour returned to her face and her oxygen levels began to climb more and more with every new breath. The staff all looked at each other in bewilderment, as moments earlier they had been preparing her for transfer to the ICU. There was a sense of relief that literally washed over the entire room! PRAISE GOD!!

Later that night, I found myself in quite the state of reflection about everything that had happened earlier that day! I opened my Bible to Ps 18 which confirmed to me about the reasons I trust. It says, “The ropes of death entangled me; floods of destruction swept over me. The grave wrapped its ropes around me; death laid a trap in my path. But in my distress I cried out to the Lord; yes, I prayed to my God for help. He heard me from his sanctuary; my cry to him reached his ears.”

My heart was filled with such gratitude and thankfulness for God’s supernatural intervention. I honestly don’t know how others deal with similar situations without God in their lives! My trust in Him over the last few years particularly, has continued to be put to the test and all I can say, is that having God on our team has certainly been a game changer! He has held the trump card in every situation that has come up, even when I don’t understand at first. Eventually when I catch up, I am reminded that He is always by my side and cheering me on to see the miracle to fruition.

To this day we are still journeying to see little Rylee’s health completely restored some 5 years later. But I can confidently know that He is with me always helping me through whatever challenge I am currently walking through.


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