This is a picture of me with our lovely daughter, Summer Anne. During my first trimester of pregnancy with her, I experienced several alarming instances of bleeding that led me to rush to the emergency room. On my first visit, I was informed that I had a significant tear in my placenta and that I should go home and wait, with no guarantee about my baby’s well-being.
The next time I bled heavily, my doctor revealed that the tear had worsened, advising me to return home and simply monitor the situation. After another episode of heavy bleeding, I found myself back in the ER, where I was once again told to wait it out. At that point, I was around sixteen weeks along.
It was during this time that I heard about Christy and Emily Blake organizing a group to see Dr. Nemeh in mid-2019. Although I wanted to join them, my condition prevented me from traveling. I learned they were taking photographs of individuals and asking Dr. Nemeh to pray over them.
Determined to help my pregnancy reach full term, I decided to participate by sending a photo of myself holding my hands in a heart shape, symbolizing the love I had for my unborn child.
During the healing service weekend in October, even though I wasn’t physically present with the group in Ohio, I felt a profound shift within me. It was a transformative weekend that filled me with hope.
At my subsequent checkup, my doctor was astonished to discover that the tear in my placenta was no longer there. She examined me multiple times, bewildered, exclaiming, “I don’t understand this.”
My OB, who had over thirty years of experience and had witnessed many similar cases, explained that this type of placenta tear DOES NOT heal. It’s physically impossible—and now it was completely gone!
She later further admitted that she had never expected me to carry this child past the twenty-week mark after the initial tear; it was merely a matter of time. She acknowledged that there was no scientific explanation for the tear’s disappearance.
I knew the truth. I recognized the miracle God had performed for me. It was not a coincidence but rather a miracle resulting from the prayer over the picture I sent.
From that point on, I experienced no further bleeding, and the remainder of my pregnancy went smoothly. Our daughter, Summer Anne, was born on Friday, February 28, 2020, as healthy as could be! My OB now refers to me as her miracle patient!
All glory goes to God and His faithful servant, Dr. Nemeh, who prayed over my picture with a faith that heals.