Baruch Hashem, my wife gave birth to a baby boy. The doctors made a routine examination and then informed us that they wanted to speak to us.
This put us under pressure, but I knew that Hashem was with us, and whatever the doctors would say, He was at my side.
Their diagnosis was not pleasant at all: They claimed our baby would not be able to see!
My wife was very tense. What does that mean? Does such a small baby see?! Had they discerned some sort of blemish in his eye that indicated that he would not be able to see in the future?! The doctors answered her questions and agreed that at this stage it was impossible to know for certain what would be, but the way they saw it, the direction was not very positive.
We left the meeting with the doctors, shocked. I knew the doctors were only human beings. They could diagnose something according to their understanding and the tools they had, but even if they were right, and even if they had experience, I had a connection with the One Who opens the eyes of the blind.
I told my wife, “Wait and see. This is not the end of the story. I have a relative Who is a great Doctor. He knows the diagnosis and has no problem helping out. We’ll wait and see what He says.”
We waited, we davened, we believed. Indeed, the next time the doctors examined the baby, they were very surprised. The baby’s eyes reacted to the light, and the meaning of this was clear: Our baby could see.
For us this was no surprise. We had known that our great Doctor would come to our aid.
