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GOD IN MY LIFE
Me and “Little Ronnie” My doctors thought I wouldn’t make it past 30. I prayed I could prove them wrong … and I did have a little help from a friend.
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by Sharon Rayner
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ecoming pregnant saved my life. When I was 25, my husband and I were thrilled to find out we were going to have a baby daughter. While we had a lovely twoyear-old, Kristen, I had already miscarried twice and the doctors had advised not to try again, so it seemed as if we were getting another chance. But at 14 weeks, the doctors discovered I had a kidney disease
and suggested I abort. “I’ve already lost two babies,” I told the doctors. “If God doesn’t want me to have this child, then He will take care of it.” Besides, I reasoned, had I not gotten pregnant, I would never have found out about my disease. I might have died without ever knowing what had killed me. My newest daughter had saved my life and I was determined I would save hers. I spent most of the pregnancy in
faithandfriends.ca I JULY 2017
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