Jul
29
2013
A Brother’s Song And The Rest Of The Story

You may have seen this story on the internet but maybe you didn’t know if it is true or not. See the end for the rest of the story.

pregnant1An account has been circulating on the Internet about a mother who was doing all she could to prepare her three-year-old son for the arrival of a new sibling. After discovering that the new baby was a girl, Michael sang to his sister night after night in his Mommy’s tummy. The pregnancy progressed normally, and the labor began. However, there were complications during delivery. Finally, Michael’s baby sister was born but in serious condition. She was rushed to the neonatal intensive care unit of the hospital. The days inched by but she continued to get worse. The pediatric specialist told the parents that there was little hope and to prepare for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery for a burial plot.

They had decorated her room but now they prepared for a funeral. Michael begged his parents to let him see his new sister. He wanted to sing to her.

baby's room

During the second week of the hospital stay, it looked as if a funeral was imminent. Michael continued to beg to sing to his sister but the ICU didn’t allow children. Karen determined that she would take Michael to see his sister — rules or no rules. Little Michael was dressed in oversized scrubs and he marched into the ICU. He looked like a small laundry basket walking into the unit. The head nurse saw the child and bellowed that kids weren’t allowed. The usually mild-mannered Karen glared steel-eyed at the nurse (appropriate anger) and told her that Michael would not leave until he sang to his sister. Michael gazed at the tiny infant and began to sing ‘You are my sunshine, my only sunshine; you make me happy when skies are gray.”

music2According to the account, she instantly responded and her pulse steadied to normal. Michael continued, “You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.” The ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten’s purr. His mom said, “Keep on singing, Michael!”

The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping; I dreamed I held you in my arms….”

Michael’s little sister lay relaxed and rested, healing rest sweeping over her. “Keep on singing, Michael,” Karen urged, as tears conquered the face of the bossy head nurse.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don’t take my sunshine away.”

Plans for a funeral were stopped, and the next day—the very next day—she was well enough to go home. The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God’s love.­­­­­­­

Karen Simmons Knapp, the grandmother of the baby has verified that the story is true and took place in St Mary’s Hospital in Knoxville in 1992.

The baby girl was named Marlee and in August, 2008 she was a 16 year old high school student describing herself as “just like any other teenage girl.”
marleeMarlee told TruthOrFiction.com that she then sang in her church choir as well as her school choir and was a student athletic trainer for her school’s athletic department.

Marlee says that her gift is singing and that she is glad that what happened at her birth did not keep her from that dream.

From the young, and future king, David and his encounters with King Saul (see I Sam 16:23), to young Marlee and her loving brother, and many more examples, we can see music through the ages as a salve that touches the soul, encourages and even heals. Yes, music soothes the savage beast and calms the troubled soul because it touches the very essence of who we are, people in need of comfort and peace.