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David Eaton, OH November 3, 2015

I was first introduced to the wonderful world of Kutless by my best friend Dylan in 2002. It was the first album. I got addicted right away. Being with my friend Dylan however, was my only way and source of knowing God, and church. My family didn’t go and the only way I could go, or listen to anything Christian was to hang out with Dylan. Dylan and I spent all of our high school years together. Dylan always kept me on the straight and narrow. He was a good accountability partner that way. We were always in church because we were crazy about our youth group and just crazy for praise and worship. As the years went on and I graduated the year before Dylan in 2003 from Eaton Ohio, I moved onto college. Once their at Miami University, I got INSTANTLY drafted into the party life. Dylan and I soon drifted. I loved college for the simple fact of beer and women. It became my life. I would go to class all week, work on weekdays, and party all weekend. (Like it was 1999) I would sober up enough to go to church on Sundays. Church mainly became a social even for me and some of the people I went with, I was with on Saturday night partying with. It was almost like a club we had going. I eventually left college to join a police academy. I would still drink all weekend long and try anything that came my way. Apart from all that, I was in 5th in my police academy class out of a class of 78. I had a sit down with my instructor one day and he told me, “Dave, with your eyesight the way it is….you can continue on with the academy, but I want you to know, you may never get hired.” I was discouraged. I left, came back home, and hit the bottle harder then ever before. I immediately got a job as a delivery driver and my drinking went up from their. In a time span of two years (2003-2005) I was getting drunk on a daily basis to wear it was breakfast, lunch and dinner. I never knew, or saw that by leaving the only Godly influence in my life that it could destroy me. Driving home drunk one night on a back country road, I was looking for a CD. Just anything really to keep my alertness up and concentration. I stumbled upon the first album of Kutless. The funny thing was, I never remembered putting that CD in my truck. Almost as if God planned for this night to happen and put the CD in my truck for me. Flipping through the songs on the seek button like I was trying to keep a beat, I stopped on “Vow”. Hearing those lyrics like it was the first time all over again, “Another year has come and gone, and nothing has changed. I’ve wasted another year, doing the same old thing” I had to stop my truck….and cry. After that night, all I could do was listen to the song “Vow.” I drove my self to church that very next day in a suite and tie. Something I hadn’t done in a loooong time. The whole way their I was shouting, yelling, beating on the steering wheel (If it were alive, I probably would’ve knocked it out) singing along and feeling new! It was the best high of my life! Better then any beer, girl, belonging or substance could bring me. I was for the first time in over a year, alive! It was October 22, 2005. The day, and the year, I was born again. I recommitted myself to the Lord. As the lyrics go on….”I’m crying out to you now as I make my new years vow, I’ll tell you I love you and I honor you, somehow. hear my promise to you in my new years vow I give you all of me, you’ll be all of my life and I’ll never think twice to do all that you have for me, in my new years vow”, that became my prayer and my pledge. Its every day that is a gift and should not be taken for granted. And every day is a year ago from that day. I’ll NEVER forget my prayer, my pledge I made that night. That song has touched my life and became my corner stone to recommit to God. Thank you so much Kutless for listening to God and for for spreading the word through your music. It has blessed my life time and time and again. Because of the grace of God intervening in my life that night with your music, I was delivered from addiction. Thank you, and God bless. With much love, Dave Mitchell. Eaton Ohio. _________________________________________

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Alexandra George November 3, 2015

My husband and I have been HUGE fans of Kutless probably since the beginning. So when the new album, “Believer”came out, we of course ran out and purchased it. That was in October of 2011. Before we had a chance to listen to the whole cd, my father contacted me and told me he was leaving my mother after 30 years of marriage. Naturally, I was devastated. My family and I are all Christians (to be specific, Fundamental Baptists), so divorce is never an option. And now I had my father telling me there was no love in their marriage and he was sick of living a lie. He felt God was okay with his decision. I have 3 younger sisters that all took this news horribly. It has nearly split up our family. A few days after this happened with my parents, I was cleaning my house, listening to the “Believer” album, and “Even if” came on. I remember it clearly – I was sweeping my kitchen at that point and I just broke down sobbing. That song reminded me that even if this hurt never goes away, God is always there for me, for my whole family, walking us through this. My prayer is that my parents will get back together, but if the healing never comes, I know God won’t ever leave my side. This song really comforted me in my time of need. Thanks for your music, Kutless.

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Brian Smith November 3, 2015

Gentleman… my name is Brian Smith. I am a 51 year old father of 4 ranging in age from 20-27. I know my kids are probably more in your demographic than I am, but your music speaks to me very much. Thank you for using the gifts that the Lord has given you in such an awesome way. I wanted to take a moment to share a story with you briefly. I love music. I love singing. I am an active vocalist in my church. I had felt this real calling to perform your song “What Faith Can Do” for special music one Sunday. I presented my vision to our music director. It was a vision where while I sang, we have a slide show/video playing on the big screen behind me showing some of the life changing miracles that our church body has experienced lately. I felt this was going to be a moving, Spirit-lead, emotional moment that I was going to be a part of. That got put on hold. On Monday June 3rd, my daughter Angela, who was 8 months pregnant with my first grandchild, was taken to the hospital quickly because her blood pressure was dangerously high and the doctors wanted to do an emergency C-section. We all rushed to the hospital but were lead to a room to wait for more information. Moments later a nurse came and asked for just me. JUST ME?!?!? In a room crowded with family they wanted me to join them in the delivery room. My grandson, Brayden Keith Reinecker, was born four weeks early, and was not breathing on his own no matter what they tried. So as they continued to resuscitate him, the nurse told me that my daughter wanted me to baptize Brayden before they allowed the doctors to stop assisting in his breathing. I couldn’t talk. Here I am, a child of God, yet a common man, asked to baptize his own grandson. This was honestly one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. So, since I am not ordained or educated in the ways of baptisms, I simply asked everyone in the delivery room to lay their hands on Brayden while I presented him to Christ. Since “What Faith Can Do” is one of my favorite songs, I prayed loud and hard to God that He would breathe life into Brayden… because I knew He could. I trusted that He could and that He would. I pleaded with God to perform a miracle that day and to allow Brayden to touch the lives of those in that room. But God had other ideas. Brayden passed an hour after being born. Angela and Keith (my son in law) were allowed to keep Brayden’s body with them for 24 hours. So he was cleaned and dressed and Angela held him. We all held him. And for those next 24 hours I continued to pray for that miracle. It never came. But there were some things happening with some of the family. Some very spirit-filled, emotional things. There are some in our family that don’t know Christ like we’d like them to. I believe God was speaking to them during this time. Anyway… I couldn’t listen to “What Faith Can Do” without crying for the next month. BUT… another favorite of mine is “Even If the Healing Doesn’t Come”. Trust me… the heartache DID hit me like a hurricane and the weeks to follow were very painful… but at the end of the day, I knew God has a plan for my family. I trust Him. I believe. So, thank you for your music. Thank you for reminding all of us that being a child of Christ doesn’t mean that life is going to be easy… or going to be perfect. Sometimes when we beg God for a miracle (and trust me… I’ve never begged for one so hard in my life) …in His loving way… for reasons we don’t understand… He says, “No my child”. You guys are truly lead by the Spirit and you are appreciated more than you know. God Bless You. Brian Smith Romans 8:28

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Darlene Hotaling November 3, 2015

First time I heard the song Even If, my thoughts went to my friend Cindy who passed away from cancer on March 11, 2010. She was a strong believer and I know she is with our Father. Music has helped me get through the tough times. Especially music from you guys. I had a hard time for a while struggling with the fact that god didn’t heal my friend. I know he is the ultimate healer. my faith, friends and music helped me great through the darkest year I have ever had. I can look back and know that god has a bigger plan for me. His ways are not mine and I have to trust in him. – Darlene Hotaling

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Vicki Kentucky October 16, 2015

My brother and his wife were adopting a child from a young woman that I know. They came to Kentucky, from Chicago, as the birth mother went into labor. She had a beautiful baby girl!

The day that my brother and sister-in-law were ready to take the baby home from the hospital, the birth father’s mother (the grandmother) showed up and let them know that she “would be taking the baby home” and that there was no way that they were going to adopt her grand-daughter.

As you can imagine they were very worried about how this would all end. When the attorney called the birth father he refused to sign the papers because his mother threatened to throw him out of the house if he did.

After having the baby for 5 days, they had to return her to her birth mother-which devastated our family! We were all so broken hearted…that baby was our family…we loved her with all of our hearts.

My brother, sister-in-law, the birth mother, and I all prayed for God’s will in this and if it meant that the baby was to be with her birth mother then we would continue to love them both and help them in anyway that we could. The birth mother was NOT a Christian and it was amazing to be able to pray with her.

As you can imagine there were moments of questioning God and even anger at the situation as well as at Him. My brother and I put in the song “Strong Tower” and played it over and over for the week following the return of the baby to her birth mother. Focusing on the lyrics of “Strong Tower” helped us to get past the hurt and anger and lean on the one true Strong Tower for our strength.

In the middle of my darkness
In the midst of all my fear
You’re my refuge and my hope
When the storm of life is raging
And the thunder’s all I hear
You speak softly to my soul

You are my strong tower
Shelter over me
Beautiful and mighty
Everlasting King
You are my strong tower
Fortress when I’m weak
Your name is true and holy
And Your face is all I seek

WOW! How those words brought us comfort and strength!!!

One week later, the birth father signed the adoptions papers and my brother and sister-in-law came back to Kentucky to pick up their daughter. Isn’t God awesome?!?!?!?!?! How blessed we are that He worked it for the good of all and that during it all He drew the birth mother into a relationship with Him and that not only do we have a new m

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Matt California November 3, 2015

This is my testimonial of how much Kutless has helped me. This should not be confused of who I am today. I used to live for sin, I used to be sold out on Alcohol. I’m not talking about a few beers here and there. I’m talking about being drunk 24/7. This caused a lot of problems between my family and I. I was very angry, partially because I refused to accept that I needed help. I took my anger out on other people, pushed people away and denied my friendships altogether. I became isolated and a recluse, living in my own world satisfying my own desires. I didn’t care how my attitude affected others, I just didn’t care at all. I didn”t really believe in God. I mean I did, but not to a point of dedicating my life to Him. I didn’t like the idea of putting my future in the hands of someone who was physically intangible. So for so long, I continued to live this way and just slowly digress into a void of self-hate and agony, when chance came my way. I was walking home one day from school, and there was this CD on the ground in the middle of nowhere, it wasn’t even scratched. It was just sitting there as if someone set it there for me to find. On the front of this burned cd it said “Kutless – mix” Having never heard of Kutless before, I had originally thought that this band was Emo, and that Kutless meant they cut themselves to relieve pain and inner-torture. So it caught my attention! I put it in my backpack and got home and put it in my CD player. The First song on there turned out to be Sea of Faces. I started listening, because it sounded good and was expecting some voice to come out screaming about how much life sucks. But instead, there was this soothing calm voice. I thought to myself, oh great, just the opposite of what I was expecting. But, aside from that…I started listening, and it literally described my life up until the Chorus, describing the Sacrifice Christ Jesus did for me. At that point, I turned it off. I didn’t want to hear a Jesus Freak song, I wanted to hear something that could relate to what I was feeling. Interesting thing though, when I turned it off, it turned back on again! Freaked me out, I thought my cd player was messed up or something, but the thing that still boggles my mind to this day is that when it started up again, it must have skipped like 1 or 2 minutes of play time, when it started back up…the words were saying: “If only my one heart was all you’d gain from all it comes, well I know you would have still been a man, with a reason to willingly offer your life.” Powerful words right there, Powerful! Enough to make me keep listening. I felt something right away. Something I’ve never felt before. It was attractive and soothing. True and Complete Peace filled my heart. I was so confused, mainly from the fact that this all happened by chance. That I found this CD on my way home randomly, that my CD Player turned on by itself in the right place at the right time. That I felt a presence in my heart that gave me peace. As I continued to listen to the CD, the next song was “Strong Tower.” Listening to this song, I was thinking that maybe this was all happening for a reason. Again, this song described my life with the lyrics: “when I’m stranded in the valley, and I’m tired and all alone, it seems like I’ve lost my way.” Wow, again pinpointing my problems in my life. But again describing the Love of God. The peace that His love can provide. It was very appealing. At this point, I was completely and utterly confused, scared even. I needed to take a walk, though it was like 5pm and getting dark, I decided to. I walked about half a mile when I came up to bus stop, and sat down for a moment to rest. And to my surprise and confusion, yet again….it seemed someone had left a Bible on the seat next to me. I began to think to myself, “am I on camera or something, is this Christian punk’d or something?” I honestly thought at that point, someone was playing a huge prank on me. But that

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Melissa Buckbee November 3, 2015

Dear Kutless,

I wanted to share our Christmas letter we sent out last year with you which explains the miracle we’ve experienced over the last 11 months. And to also tell you about how your song “What faith can do” touched the lives of my husband and I as we have seen the miracle of our 4th child (in 4 % years ©) from beginning to end. The first time I heard this song I wept thinking about how fitting the words were to our miracle… It is best explained through our Christmas letter…

Her Name is “Praise the Lord”

Merry Christmas! I hope this letter finds you and your family well. With all of the uncertainty in our lives, I thought this year’s Christmas letter needed to be about a miracle our family has experienced over the last 6 months, and I hope it would renew your faith in our most powerful God, as this miracle has renewed our own.

Paul and I very unexpectedly found out we were pregnant with baby #4 on 7/15. Everything was going great until the morning of 8/3 when I started to bleed heavily. My regular OB was out of town for the week, so I called the maternal-fetal medicine specialist (OB for high-risk pregnancies). He told me to come in for a heartbeat check. I went in and they were able to see a strong heartbeat but also found a very large hemorrhage about an inch above where the baby implanted. The doctor said that the hemorrhage was so large that the pregnancy would more than likely end in miscarriage, but as long as I continued to bleed and not pass the baby, I could come in for daily heartbeat checks. I immediately asked God to put a hedge of protection around the baby. So over the next two days I went in for the heartbeat checks and they were able to visualize them, but with each passing day the bleed continued to get closer and closer to the baby. Wednesday evening was the worst of the bleeding. With so much blood-loss, from Monday morning to Wednesday evening I lost 6 lbs. Thursday morning, I knew I had to expect the worst, but I continued to pray for the hedge of protection. They did the ultrasound and found that the bleed extended under, over, and around the baby. The baby was found to have no heartbeat. I was devastated—but at the same time, prepared, knowing the medical likelihood of a loss.

He told me I could talk about options for the miscarriage with him or I could see my regular OB. I told him I’d just go to my regular OB’s office. Later that day, I did, and my regular OB’s partner gave me an ultrasound and showed me not only the absent heartbeat but the breaking open of the gestational sac (the actual medical report says, “No cardiac activity after 3 minutes observation—Diagnosis: Inevitable Abortion.”) She prescribed me Cytotec, a pill to induce contractions. I wanted to miscarry naturally, but I filled the prescription anyway.

At our kitchen table that evening, I sat with the pills in my hand for a couple minutes. It was then that I prayed to God and told Him I was thankful that I would see this baby girl (I just had a feeling it was a girl) again in heaven. I told Him that I asked Him for a miracle, but I knew He had other perfect plans for us. Then something inside me said, “Ask again.” I thought—surely not! I mean, the baby was already gone! But I remembered reading in Matthew what Jesus did in bringing life back into a little girl. And I knew He had the power to do the same miracle today. So I put the pills back into the bottle and prayed the craziest prayer I ever prayed in my life—I said, “Lord, miracles are not miracles for You— Please bring life back into this baby.”

On Saturday (8/8) I was on my way to the County fair with my mom when I started having terrible dizziness and shortness of breath. I have a history of blood clot problems, so to rule out pulmonary embolus I went to the ER. They wanted to do another ultrasound to see how the miscarriage was progressing. I just lay on the ultrasound table so emotional and, knowing I had not passed the baby yet, I asked the ultrasound tech to see the baby one last time. The ultrasound tech zoomed in on the baby and I SAW A HEARTBEAT!! I said, “Is that a heartbeat??!!” and the tech, knowing only the short of my story said confused, “Well, yes—it is.” I just broke down and started crying, “I ASKED FOR A MIRACLE! I ASKED FOR A MIRACLE!! DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO I PRAYED TO?!” I think the entire radiology department at St. E’s thought I was NUTS! The ER doc told me that this was “strange” but I was still pregnant.

Monday morning, I called the specialist who was the first to confirm the death of the baby. He asked me to come see him right away. When I arrived, he was speechless… He saw the heartbeat and just kept shaking his head saying, “This was impossible”. I saw my regular OB when she got back from vacation, and after the ultrasound she said, “I know exactly what happened.” I thought, wow—this oughta be good… She said that the baby which the other obstetricians saw had to be a twin which “vanished”. I had heard of vanishing twins before, and being scientifically minded myself, I told my OB I would accept this explanation without hesitation if she could just explain to me, further, how two completely competent OBs missed the “now-fully-and-always-flourishing” baby 2 millimeters away from the demised twin… She said she couldn’t explain this. I said, “I can—Medicine cannot explain what God places above it. This is a miracle.” She said there was no such thing as “miracles”.

The fetal-medicine specialist, to whom I immediately transferred my care, said this “vanishing twin” theory was not a possibility having observed, himself, the single-gestation with ultrasound for the 4 consecutive days prior to death of the baby. With this in mind, he was a little more accepting of the miracle explanation, but he’s said, “…the Pope would first have to call it a “miracle” in order for him to call it one.”…hmmm… I just told him that it is what it is no matter who calls it what.

We’ve said, “Praise the Lord” so much over the course of this miracle, we thought the name Hallelujah was perfect for her. We call her “Halle” for short. Please keep us in your prayers as the pregnancy continues to be complicated. She is due 3/28/10.

I don’t know why God chose to answer my desperate request for a miracle. He has not answered all for which I’ve prayed before. But I do know that God has a perfect will for each of our lives, and He wants us to ask Him for the impossible. He wants to show us Who He Is. I pray you trust the same One—the Lord of the elements of His creation—to take control of your life. Surrender your fears and faith to Him who is more than able.

Have a great year—we love you! The Buckbees

I gave birth to Hallelujah on March 11—almost 3 months ago and she’s absolutely perfect. I have enclosed Halle’s medical records which document her life, death and then life again… I wanted to tell you this story and thank you for writing “What Faith Can Do”. It has been Halle’s theme song…and I still can’t hear the song without tearing up praising the One who “made her broken heart brand new”.

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Emily Greenwood November 3, 2015

My name is Emily Greenwood; I am such a hard-core Kutless fan that if we were standing face to face right now, I am sure you would recognize me. I became a Kutless fan when I was in seventh grade in 2004; and I have gone to at least one kutless a year since then. I am now 21 years old and going into my third year of college. I hope my testimony encourages you guys. The song, “Even If” is the story of my life. I was born with cerebral palsy, which is a brain injury that occurs shortly before or after birth. Cerebral palsy inhibits muscle function and leaves me unable to walk. As a young child I had many questions like; “Why would God not give me the ability to walk?” In addition to having cerebral palsy I also had epilepsy. During my seizures I was completely aware of what was going on around me, however, I could not communicate with those around me, yet God was there with me telling me it was going to be okay. These events caused me to accept Christ at an early age. At the same time, I was running out of options for my condition. Thankfully though, my parents had heard of the ketogenic diet, which consisted of absolutely no sugar, high fat, and little carbs. I was on the diet for two years and haven’t had a seizure since! This is the only part of my disability than no longer affects me and proof that god is “…working all things for our good.” Through the years the obstacles I face have become different as I age such as; various feet problems, mobility limitations, issues with muscle tightness, skulliosis, etc… Circumstances are that I can no longer move from my chair to another piece of furniture with without help because of scoliosis. I had a ninety degree curve in my spine for which I have had two back surgeries. The bar that they installed in my back keeps me humble. Also, because of my surgeries, one of my other favorite Kutless songs is, “To Know That You’re Alive”. There were also other obstacles I faced aside from physical problems. For a long time I struggled with the fact that I could not go on mission trips around the world with my youth group. It is only within the last five years that I have realized my mission field is not to other countries, but is to the disabled community here at home. One thing that has happened in recent years though, is that as a senior in high school, I really looked forward to going away to college after graduation, but through various circumstances I didn’t end up going away. Even though I got into four of the five schools I applied to (Two of which were University of California schools), through special circumstances, god showed me that it wasn’t his plan for me to go away to college yet. I was really upset, but I knew that, “Even if the healing doesn’t come And life falls apart/And dreams are still undone/You are God You are good/Forever faithful” Even though the song hadn’t come out yet, through various life experiences, my thoughts echoed the words of the song. Although God’s love never changes it is only my perspective that has changed. I used to think of my disability as something that I needed to overcome for Christ to fully use me. It is because of my disability that I have to rely not only on Jesus Christ but on others as well. Although I have to depend on other people on a daily basis it is that dependence on others that makes me a perfect candidate to witness to disabilities to Christ. So even if Christ does not bring healing he will always provide what I need to achieve his plan for my life, not my plan for my life. One thing that I always remind myself is that, “Lord we know your ways are not our ways/ So we set our faith in who You are.

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Tina Fischer November 3, 2015

I wanted to share with you our very emotional and what I believe is very inspirational story. I think it is a true testament to not only the power of faith, but the power of music as well.

My husband and I found out in April of last year that we were going to be having a baby. Our first together, but we both have children from previous marriages so in total, it was our 8th! From the beginning, the pregnancy was not smooth sailing. We decided early on that if this baby was a girl her name would be Faith Elizabeth and if it was a boy he would be Riley James. Being a mom, I was about 99% sure from the start it was a girl. We kind of adopted the song What Faith Can Do as the babies song. When we went for our first doctor’s appointment they did an ultrasound and could not see a heartbeat. I was an emotional mess. My husband, being the amazing and strong man that he is reminded me that God would take care of us and we had to have faith. A week later we went for another ultrasound and we saw that precious heartbeat as strong as could be. At 20 weeks we had an ultrasound and found out that we were having a girl, our little Faith Elizabeth. A week later, we found out that I had an abnormal result for quad-screen, which indicated that the baby could have Down’s Syndrome. Again, I was an emotional mess at first and again my husband reminded me that everything happens for a reason and that it was all in God’s hands. We went for another, more detailed ultra-sound to look for any signs or markers for Down’s. Everything looked perfect. Our Faith was as perfect as could be. A few weeks later, at 24 weeks, I started to show signs of pre-term labor. A test showed that I had a 20% chance of delivering in the next 2 weeks. The doctor put me on bed rest and started steroid shots to strengthen Faith’s lungs. Again, me an emotional mess, but getting a lot better about giving it to God (thanks once again to my husband) and knowing that he would take care of us, like he has through this whole time. Two weeks later, another ultrasound showed that my cervix was normal and preterm labor was not happening. I am thinking, ok we got all that out of the way, we should be smooth sailing from here on out, right? Boy was I wrong! At 35 weeks, I went in for a normal check up and the doctor noticed that Faith had not yet turned to be head down. She told us that we still had time for her to turn, but that she might not. She was preparing me for the possibility of having to have a c-section. After much thought and prayer, my husband and I decided to go ahead with the c-section and it was scheduled for December 21st. On the morning of the 21st, we made our way to the hospital. At the hospital they put an IV in me, drew blood and then tried to start the spinal to numb me for the surgery. The anesthesiologist was having a lot of trouble placing the spinal and decided she would call for back-up. While she was doing that, my doctor decided to do one more ultrasound just to make sure Faith hadn’t turned to the head down position. I am very glad she did. Our little gymnast had flipped and there was no need for a c-section anymore. Because I was only 38 weeks along, they didn’t want to induce me yet, so they sent us home. At my next check-up, my doctor scheduled an induction for the following Monday, December 27th. On the morning of the 27th, once again we wake up early and checked in to the hospital. When we get settled into our birthing room, the nurses come and hook me up to all the monitors and check on the baby. Our little gymnast had flipped again and was once again breech! My doctor had not yet arrived for the day, so the nurses decided to just keep monitoring me and wait till the doctor came in. We would decide when the doctor came in if we wanted to do the c-section or try to manually turn the baby. Three hours later, my doctor arrives and checks me over only to find that our little gymnast had flipped again! The doctor broke my water and labor was underway. Our perfect little blessing was born at 5:03 pm on December 27th weighing in at 7 lbs 3 ounces and 20.5 inches long.

The next morning, after a wonderful night of with this perfect little angel, the doctor came in with some unexpected news. The nurse had taken Faith to the nursery to give her some shots and noticed that her lips were a little bit blue and she looked what they called ‘dusky.’ The doctor hooked her up to a pulse-ox monitor and her oxygen saturation, which should be in the high 90’s, was in the upper 70’s to lower 80’s. Faith’s pediatrician ordered an echo-cardiogram and they moved her to the NICU. The initial Echo didn’t show any abnormality but the cardiologists wanted to see a couple more images. For a few hours we were thinking, ‘oh, maybe this is just a false alarm, like everything else up to this point really has been.’ It took all day to get the 2nd Echo results and when they did come, our worst fear was confirmed. Faith had a heart defect. At that time, the Echo showed that her tricuspid valve was not working at all. The hospital we were at was not equipped to handle an infant cardiac patient so Faith was transferred via ambulance to Children’s Hospital of Milwaukee Wisconsin. A transport team was sent from Milwaukee to the hospital we were at. Around 10 pm that night Faith was on her way to Milwaukee and my husband and I finished the discharge process for me to leave the hospital and left the hospital about 10 minutes after Faith. The first song that came on the radio after we got in the car was What Faith Can Do. My husband and I both started crying and he looked at me and said, ‘she’s going to be ok!’ Then he went on to tell me that before we left the hospital he said a prayer and in that prayer he said that if we heard Faith’s song at all on the way to Milwaukee, it would be a sign that she was going to be fine. When he told me that, I felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my chest and I knew without a doubt that she was going make it through this. When we arrived at Children’s Hospital, a pediatric cardiologist was performing another Echo on Faith and determined that her tricuspid valve wasn’t really the problem. She had an extra flap of tissue above the valve that was blocking flow to the lower right side of her heart. They gave her medication and tried to see if she could push through that tissue on her own. After a few days, they decided that she was going to need surgery. While she was in the hospital, we had the lyrics ” I’ve seen miracles just happen Silent prayers get answered Broken hearts become brand new, That’s what Faith can do!’ on a board in her room. When ever I got discouraged or started worrying I would look at those words and sing Faith’s song to her. When Faith was 8 days old, she underwent open heart surgery to remove that tissue. The doctors were all very encouraging and told us that if we had to choose a heart defect that this would be the one you would choose. It was a pretty straight forward surgery, but it was still open heart surgery on a newborn! The surgery went better than anyone could have expected, and right after surgery, her oxygen saturation was up to 98%!

Everyday while she was in the hospital my husband and I would leave for a few hours to get lunch or whatever to preserve our sanity. Everyday at some point while we were away from the hospital, Faith’s song would come on the radio. Everyday when her song came on, we would both cry, not because we were afraid or sad, but because we knew that she was going to be fine. We knew that God would take care of her. On Thursday, January 13th, (9 days after surgery) Faith was released from the hospital with a clean bill of health. She is now 6 weeks old and other than the small scar on her chest, you would never know that she was born with a heart defect. The doctors have told us there will be no lasting effects from the surgery and the only restriction they have placed on her is that she can never play tackle football.

Everyday I look at this little miracle that God has given us and I thank him. As painful as this whole thing has been, I know that it could have been so much worse and I know it has taught me some very valuable lessons about what is really important in life. I know that God works in mysterious ways and we might not understand his plan, but he does and that’s all that matters. Looking back now we understand why Faith was not born on the 21st. If I had had the c-section as originally planned, we don’t know if the defect would have even been found and if it had I would not have been able to be discharged to go with her to Milwaukee. Also, we would have been in Milwaukee at the hospital for Christmas, instead of at home with all of our kids. God is good and even with everything that has happened the last 6 weeks, I know that I am truly blessed. And now, Faith has one heck of a testimony that she can share with the world.

Thank you~

Tina Fischer

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Eric November 3, 2015

For 10 years I hung out with my best friend Josh. I never knew that he was a Christian, or better yet understood what he was. One day about four years ago he invited me to come to church. I accepted the invitation but had no idea what it was like or what to expect. I went to church with him and it was a very cool experience. I was young and I had never had any addictions of any sort or problems. I was raised in a good home. We were just simple people that believed in God and that if you were good you went to Heaven and if you were bad you went to Hell. After the church experience I understood a little more, but wasn’t ready to commit. A few days later, I walked over to my friend Josh’s house and he invited me in to hang out. He was on the computer and listening to a radio station called “YES FM” over the computer. A few songs later a song came on that really caught my attention. I fell in love with it immediately. It was called “Sea of Faces”. I was in love with this song. It made me understand that it doesn’t matter if I had problems or addictions, or if I never did. It made me realize that I need Jesus simply because His body is the bread and His blood is the wine. The song made it clear to me, as told in the song, that even if I were the only man on earth Jesus would have still come and died for me. I became born again a few days later. I also bought the Kutless karaoke soundtrack and sang it in church a few times over the next year. Ever since then I have loved Jesus and Kutless. The music that you guys have played, songs such as “Run” and “Your Touch” have helped me so much during my walk with Christ. No matter how down I get in life, I can just turn on my Kutless cd’s and I’m instantly reminded of what Christ did through your music to get my attention.