Meet Logan... His Majesty's Miracle (This article is written on behalf of Logan by Mary, his Mom. It is edited in part by Rev. Sharyn Culp under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit) Well, it all started at 4:20pm on June 7th, 2004. I made my great arrival into this world. My Mom was 37 weeks and the doctors did not feel like I could wait much longer because my Mom's blood pressure was getting high and I seemed to be healthy enough to make it outside the comforts of my Mom's warm tummy. WOW! What a big day I had. One minute I was busy just floating around in my Mom's tummy and the next minute someone was touching me for the first time. This is when they did what my Mom calls "the surgery of relief." I sure did cry, and to me it was scary. All these people I had never seen before were wiping me, touching me and giving me a quick bathe so my Mom could see me! What a wonderful, welcome sight I was to her and she doused me with lots of hugs and kisses. What an arrival! After a few days we went home. I weighed 5 lbs, 12 ounces and even slept through the night. I had a hearty appetite and nursed like a pro. I loved snuggling like a little love bug just as near to my mother's breast as I could nestle. I did not open my eyes much and my Mom thought that maybe it was just a little early and was not ready for the bright lights. She is not a morning person either so she did not think too much of me not opening my eyes. When I was a couple of weeks old, something unusual happened and after many trips to the doctor, it was finally discovered I had a brain hemmorhage, a stroke in my right hemisphere. It is real hard for me to use my left arm and hand, and my left foot is a little stiff too. On December 7th of 2005 my Mom noticed that I was making some very strange movements. The neurologist here in Fort Worth always told her that I might have seizures because of the brain injury from the hemmorhage. She was not sure if this is what the strange movements were. On December 22nd after being taken around with doctors I got a diagnosis of West Syndrome (aka Infantile Spasms). This is a really nasty type of epilepsy that occurs in children typically around the age of 6-8 months. I was having 200 seizures per day and began a list of anti-epileptic medications. Through the rest of December and January I had about 100-200 seizures per day. My Mom has a lot of faith in God and knew that this was not were I was supposed to be. She went on a journey to find a doctor that would know how to treat my medical diagnosis. We found a specialist in Detroit, MI who completely changed my medication. This did help, the seizures reduced to maybe 10-15 per day within 3 weeks. Dr. Chugani, our friend in Detroit, said that this was not where I was supposed to be, so we increased my medicine. My Mom still had faith in God that this was not for me. My seizures slowed down to 3-4 per week, but my Mom knew this is not where I was supposed to be. My Mom met a nice lady by the name of Sharyn Culp at work. Sharyn is a minister and a faith walker for His Majesty, Jesus Christ. My Mom confided many things in Sharyn and I got to meet Sharyn once or twice. I was always keenly interested in her whereabouts, as she had His presence. Everyone took notice of my interest in Ms. Sharyn. She took me into my Mom's office on one of my visits and laid hands on me and prayed over me in the Holy Ghost, praying for my complete healing. Let me tell you that some things broke loose on that day. My Mom immediately lifted her eyes to the Lord and took her faith to another level. Sharyn brought my Mom a prayer handkerchief every week for three weeks and my Mom put it into my bed. Even though my seizures still continued the same at 3-4 per week my Mom and Ms. Sharyn did not lose faith. They continued to believe God for my healing and a miracle. I went to the hospital every couple of weeks and I was still not able to do so many things. The doctors had diagnosed me as severely mentally delayed. My Mom took me to a healing service revival and had me prayed for by the minister that delivered the ceremony. Also Ms. Sharyn told my Mom the Holy Spirit wanted me to have communion on a regular basis, and my Mom played praise and healing scriptures over me every day. My Mom also continued to say I was healed by the stripes of Jesus and speak the Word of Almighty God over me. In July I had my last seizure and my medicine has not changed since April 2005. The doctors still had me scheduled to have brain surgery. The brain surgeon was to remove the part of my brain that was the focal point of my seizure activity. This was risky, but from a medical perspective maybe my only chance to be seizure free. My Mom and I made the trip in September to the brain surgeon but Ms. Sharyn had told God, "If there is anyway it is within your will God, I am believing you that a knife will NEVER touch Logan." My Mother took me to the brain surgeon BELIEVING in faith there would be NO surgery. I was scheduled to be on the operating table on September 21st for a 5 plus day procedure that would potentially remove half of my brain in the hopes of stopping the clinical and sub clinical seizure activity. People that have seizures have convulsions or other physical reactions but the real root cause medically is clinical seizures, the actual disturbances in the brain. My previous tests were so violent in terms of brain wave activity that this surgery was medically my only hope. When we arrived in Detroit, our friend, Dr. Chugani, ordered all new tests to make sure surgery was needed before we went down that scary path. To the medical community's surprise my clinical seizures have stopped according to all testing. The doctor that delivered the results to me and my Mom said "Mark this down as your miracle because we do not see things like this happen, if we do it is less than 5% of the population especially when the prognosis is so poor." Jesus healed me. I am still improving every day. I am learning now, and moving around. I know Jesus because He came to me and touched me and my Mom and delivered this miracle healing that so many were praying for. He healed me whole and complete past any explanation of medicine and we are believing I will walk someday. I have not had a seizure since July 2005, and with His Majesty in charge around here now I won't ever, ever have another one. Thank you sweet Jesus for healing me! For those that don't have enough faith to carry you to victory, you should reconsider. Look at what He did for me. (We offer this miracle as a tribute to His Majesty and ask that you continue to pray for Logan and his family. We know His Majesty will manifest the total usage of Logan's body in the natural realm. His Majesty finishes the work He starts! How can we ever thank you enough Your Majesty! We also want to offer a special thanks to Logan and Mary, his Mom, for allowing us to be a part of this miracle and for sharing it with us on behalf of His Majesty! Thank you Logan and thank you Mary!