Upon receiving the diagnosis, we, as parents, were overwhelmed by the belief that our baby would not survive, especially given that all the doctors on earth and established medical science seemed to affirm this outcome. While numerous treatments and medications exist for severe illnesses- including caner cand organ transplants- however, when it comes to genetic disorders, it appeared there is no viable cure for the devastating and fatal disease known as Menkes.
Fear gripped our hearts and minds. Each day and night were filled with the anguish of anticipating the loss of our child and the many painful possibilities that lay ahead.
As Christians, we often forget a powerful truth: even our genes are part of God’s creation. If God is the Creator of all things, including the intricate design of our DNA, then why do we sometimes doubt His ability to repair what is broken? Do we really believe that the God who spoke the universe into existence cannot restore a damaged or missing chromosome in our children?
Let me remind you- God is able. He is always wiser than man, and His power knows no limits. As Scripture declares, ” God is able to do exceedingly, abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us” (Ephesians 3:20)
When doctors reach the end of their abilities, that’s exactly where God’s power begins to shine.
I know how easy it is to wrestle with doubts. Questions come: Can God really heal Menkes Disease? Can God make my son normal? Can He really do this? And without realizing it, our words begin to limit the Holy God. But doubt steals faith- and without faith, we lose our strength to believe for the impossible.
That’s why I am sharing my testimonies here. I am here to boldly proclaim: a fatal genetic disease is no longer fatal- because Jesus heals my son’s Menkes Disease instantaneously.
Yes, I understand that, in the natural, my son is still lying in bed so far. He is not yet walking or talking like other children. But I know miracles don’t always happen all at once- they unfold as we continue to believe and pray. Just as God told Moses, freedom doesn’t come easily. But that doesn’t mean it won’t come.
And I refuse to give up here. I believe that more miracles are on the way, and I will keep seeking the Lord with all my heart. Because with God, nothing is impossible.
I remember when my son was about a year and a half old, I met another mother whose baby had just diagnosed with Menkes Disease- just like my son. She followed Buddhism and was quite offended miracles of God. She said firmly, “Please don’t tal ik about religion to me.”
I was surprised. After all, Buddhism is also considered a religion. So why, I wondered, is Christianity dismissed so quickly as “just another religion” when we speak of Jesus as the living God? This mother believed that her suffering- her baby’s diagnosis- was the result of something terrible she had done in a past life. She felt it was karma, something she had to accept and endure. But this is not the truth. That is a lie from the enemy (the devil), meant to keep people in guilt, despair, and hopelessness.
Despite our differences, I listened with compassion. One day she shared something that broke my heart. She said, ” I also wish a miracle could happen to my son… but I don’t want to be too disappointed if it doesn’t…”
I don’t know if her little boy is still alive today, as we lost contact years ago. But I do think of them often. And I understand where she was coming from because years ago, I was also a non-believer. I used to say when I was younger,” I don’t believe in anything but science” because I trusted in medical science completely. But then when came the day when science couldn’t help me, and the day my precious baby was given a death sentence diagnosis, when doctors told me that there was nothing they could do for us- what could the great medical science offer then? Nothing!
I remember those darkest days in the hospital so clearly. Everyone around me gently said, “Mummy, you can take Jadon home and let him rest.” which I understood what they really meant: “There is nothing more we can do. Take your baby home… and prepare for his coming death.”
But God had a different plan.
God saved my son’s life. Jesus healed Jadon’s epilepsy, and at the same time, I was healed from depression that had gripped me. That was the turning point. And that’s why I am here now- sharing everything I’ve been through, everything I’ve learnt from God in the year 2022, and everything I know to be true from the depths of my soul.
To every parent out there whose heart is broken:
I want you to know that our babies do not have to die! No matter what the doctors say, no matter how hopeless the condition may look right now. As long as our children still have breath, there is HOPE in God.
And it doesn’t matter what religion you come from or what you used to believe. If Jesus could bring life to my son Jadon’s faulted genes and healed him, He can do the same for your child, too.