Emily Boggs My name is Emily Boggs. I have been blessed to know and be friends with Punkin and Rhonda for many years. Punkin asked me to give a testimony and I told him I did not know which one to give. The Lord has blessed me in so many ways, there is not time or room to tell them all. One of the most recent is about my daughter and her husband. My daughter was diagnosed with fibrocystic ovaries. The doctor told her that she could not ever get pregnant. She was devastated. She cried for days and then about the 3rd day, she looked at me and said, “I don’t care what the doctor said, if my God wants me to have a baby I will!” We agreed and prayed for that. She did get pregnant and that in itself was a miracle. She carried the baby for 5 months to the day. She went into premature labor and Madison Nicole Bailey, 10 ounces and 9 inches long was born. She lived 4 and a half hours and went to be with the Lord. It was the hardest thing we had ever gone through. I held her in my hand and looked at the little eyelashes, the hair on her head, her perfectly formed feet and hands and marveled at how God had made her so perfect and yet so tiny. When I held her, I could see her heart beating in her little chest. I could not stop the tears. I tried to rebuke death. I tried to bargain with God to take me and let her live. I also became angry with the many people who abort babies at 5 months and throw them away like trash. Here we were wanting our little girl so badly and could not keep her. Years ago, I had an abortion and even though I had asked God to forgive me, I had not forgiven myself until a few years ago. I sat looking at Madison wondering if her death was a punishment to me for taking a small life so long ago. I wish I could tell you that there was a great revelation then and I felt so much better and God taught me a glorious lesson at that point. I can’t tell you that. It was one of those times when I had to trust that God knew the big picture and was doing what was right for us all. I will not know why she had to die until I get to Heaven and then it won’t matter. But I do know this; she is in Heaven with the Lord. If a day in Heaven is as a thousand years on earth, she will be there about 30 minutes, Heaven time, and I will arrive. That is unless the Lord comes before that! After the funeral was over and Tonya (my daughter) healed physically, mentally and emotionally, the doctor told her that she could try again in three months. During that recovery period and the next three months, I watched my daughter suffer and grieve and there was not one thing I could do for her but pray. I felt so helpless. It was the first time in her life that I could not help ease the pain, or make the recovery easier. Almost three months to the day, the doctor reported to us that she was pregnant again. He warned us that she probably would not carry this baby either. I started asking everyone everywhere to pray for her and the baby. I was going to sing at the Light on the Hill prison ministry in Little Rock that night. I asked those inmates to please pray for this baby. They put Tonya and the unborn baby on their prayer list. They had intercessory prayer every night for the people on that list. There was a message in tongues and an interpretation given out during that prayer service. It was that this baby would not only live, but HE would be a mighty man of God. Well, we did not know the sex of the baby yet. We rejoiced and thanked the Lord for the word and waited for confirmation. When Tonya was almost 4 months pregnant we found out that the baby was indeed a boy. Everything went well except that she never got over the morning sickness which lasted every day and every night. Eleven weeks before the baby was due, Tonya started having contractions. We rushed her to the hospital and she was in labor. The doctors gave her a shot to develop the lungs and said we needed to hold off the delivery for 24 hours. They really would like to hold off 48 hours and get the second shot on board. They gave her something to stop the labor. It worked the first night and we got the shot on board for the 24 hours. The second night they gave the other shot and she started contractions and they did not stop. They were able to wait another 24 hours and then had to induce labor. They told us that he baby would be very small and probably not breathing. They said he would be on a respirator and could have internal organs on the outside. He would be in NICU for about 3 months and we could not hold him until he was off the respirator. I called the guys at Light on the Hill and my many Christian friends to pray for a miracle. Thirty minutes after inducing labor, my daughter was told to push one time. Out came Austin Christopher Bailey. He was 3 pounds and 4 ounces. He was crying and cried for 45 minutes!!!!!! He did not go on a respirator!!! He was healthy, beautiful and perfect in every way. He even rolled over in the crib when he was 1 hour old. He had a thick full head of blond hair. It shined like gold. I could see the fingerprints of God all over him. He was a miracle in every sense of the word. He stayed in NICU 6 weeks and came home at 4 pounds. When Austin was allowed to go out around people, we took him to Light on the Hill and let the inmates meet the little man they had been praying for. Many knelt beside him and cried. They said it was the first miracle they had prayed for and received. We thanked the Lord together for Austin and they blessed him in the name of the Lord. Today, Austin is almost 6 months old. He was born on our wedding anniversary, what a present!!!! He now weighs 16 pounds and 1 oz. He is smart and healthy. I see him almost everyday. I never hold him that I don’t thank the Lord for the miracle I have in my arms and tell him how unworthy I am to be blessed so much by him. “To God Be the Glory, Great things he hath done”. Punkin, God loves me more than anyone in this world!