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by Melanie Hemry
A month earlier, when they'd come for their
prenatal visit, Evelyn had a sonogram. "Do you
see your baby swimming?" the doctor asked. That
baby swam like Michael Phelps. They'd laughed
out loud watching his exploits.
Now, a month later, they waited as the doctor
ran his heart monitor over Evelyn's abdomen.
"I can't find the heartbeat," he said. "Let's just
do a quick ultrasound and take a look."
This time, the baby wasn't swimming. He lay
limp, floating in the amniotic fluid.
"It looks like the baby is dying," the doctor said.
"Doctor, that's impossible!" Gabriel responded.
"Why do you say that?"
"We're tithers! Because we tithe, God's Word
says that we won't miscarry."
"We'll run some more tests just to make sure."
Gabriel looked at his wife.
"Evelyn, don't worry about this. That's not
going to happen. Don't even be concerned about
it."
The nurse drew more blood and then Evelyn
and Gabriel left the office. On the way to the car,
they made a decision to trust God. "Hold on,"
Evelyn said climbing out of the car. "I'm going to
make my next appointment," she said with a grin.
EVELYN ALEXANDER SAT ON THE EXAM
TABLE WAITING TO SEE HER PHYSICIAN. HER
HUSBAND, GABRIEL, SAT IN A CHAIR NEXT
TO HER. THE SMILE ON HIS FACE AND THE
TWINKLE IN HIS EYES WERE INFECTIOUS.
THEY'D BEEN MARRIED SEVEN YEARS NOW, AND WERE SO EXCITED ABOUT
THE BIRTH OF THEIR FIRST CHILD.
Defying
Death
