Nine years ago, we were blessed with a baby girl, whom we named Taline. To say that her coming into this world was miraculous would be an understatement. Not only did I hear a voice in my sleep that foretold her arrival, but I also saw a vision that convinced me we would be blessed with a child.
This happened after seven IVF attempts that exhausted us on every level. We had given up hope. We felt defeated. During those times, I struggled with my faith, feeling broken even as I served patients at the church.
When Taline was born, it took us time to come to terms with her presence. I was deeply moved and committed myself more fully to service as a healer, as a way of thanking God. I secretly carried a tiny pair of her socks in my pocket, and whenever I faced a heavy situation in the church, I would hold them to remind myself of hope, faith, and the belief that light would always triumph over darkness, helping me stay grounded in gratitude and trust.
That same year, I told my wife that we would celebrate Thanksgiving to honour God for giving us our miracle child. We have been celebrating Thanksgiving ever since. Today, I pray that you are rewarded with blessings in abundance and that what is meant for you finds its way to your heart.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you.
