The Down Syndrome Miracle
One afternoon while walking through the lobby of a hotel in Grand Rapids, Michigan, I became aware of a disturbance in one corner of the room. I walked in that direction in that casual way we use to check out disturbances in public places without announcing our curiosity. A boy of about four was screaming and rolling around on the floor in some kind of a fit.
Several people were trying to help the parents control the child. A crowd was gathering. It was a bad situation.
Then the Lord spoke to me.