I Saw Hell and Then Met Jesus: Jordan Samuel's Near-Death Experience
On August 12, 2015, that prayer seemed beautifully answered when their 3rd child, Paisley Nolla, was born. From the moment Matthew held her, he felt an overwhelming wave of emotion love, gratitude, and the unmistakable sense that his family was complete. Everything they had hoped for was finally in their arms. (Everyone one say awwwww) 😉
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But within just a few days, small concerns began to surface. Paisley’s smile looked slightly crooked, and she couldn’t fully close her left eye. At first, the worries were easy to dismiss. Birth can be hard on a newborn’s delicate body, and minor nerve issues sometimes resolve on their own. The Hatfields reassured themselves that everything would be fine.
Yet, weeks passed and nothing changed.
At Paisley’s two-month checkup, her pediatrician grew concerned. What once looked temporary no longer seemed harmless. Further testing was needed, and soon Paisley was referred to Cincinnati Children’s Hospital for advanced imaging.
The scans brought devastating news. (I hate news like this, don't you.)
Doctors discovered a mass, serious, aggressive, and invading critical areas of her skull and brain. It was compressing her facial nerve and spreading toward her sinus cavity, eye socket, and middle ear. The possibilities were terrifying.
They were devastated, the best case scenario meant major surgery, years of therapy, and lifelong complications.
Worst case scenario meant something no parent is ever prepared to hear: their baby girl may die.
Carissa’s heart shattered. Matthew struggled to even process the words. The future they had just begun to celebrate suddenly felt uncertain and fragile. Fear, grief, and helplessness closed in around them.
In that darkest moment, they did the only thing they knew to do. They prayed. Do you do this when life hits you hard? I know it is hard, but the best place to start.
Through tears and desperation, they cried out to God to spare their daughter’s life. Carissa begged for mercy. Matthew wrestled with faith but ultimately made a quiet promise no matter what happened, they would trust God. Even if the outcome broke their hearts, they believed God would still be good.
In times like this it is so hard to hang onto your faith. It is hard to understand why God would do this, and not save us.
But it God became their anchor.
That Sunday, surrounded by their church community, something shifted. As people gathered to pray over Paisley, an unexpected peace filled the room. It wasn’t loud or dramatic just calm, steady assurance. For the first time since the diagnosis, hope felt possible.
Then came an urgent call. Paisley needed emergency biopsy surgery just days before Thanksgiving. Doctors had to determine whether the mass was cancer or a rare fatal autoimmune disease. Either diagnosis may take her life.
The Hatfields were shaken yet again! But this time, hope met them in an unexpected place. As the anesthesiologist carried Paisley toward surgery, he paused and quietly told the parents he had prayed that morning.
“She’s going to be just fine.”
Those simple words felt like a whisper from heaven.
The surgery was expected to last three hours. But only 45 minutes later, the surgeon called Matthew and Carissa into a consultation room. The moment he walked in, he was shaking his head in disbelief.
There was nothing there.
The tumor once clearly visible on multiple scans was completely gone. No trace. No explanation.
Shock gave way to tears. Tears gave way to praise.
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The parents who had prepared for the worst were suddenly standing inside God's miracle.
Some suggested faulty scans. But doctors confirmed the mass had appeared clearly on MRI and CT imaging. Medically, the disappearance made no sense.
That Thanksgiving, the Hatfields held Paisley close with hearts overflowing in gratitude. What could have been a season of mourning became a celebration of life.
Months later, Paisley was released from medical care with only minor hearing loss. Today she is a joyful, healthy child laughing, growing, and thriving. A living reminder of what her family believes God has done. (Praise Jesus!)
Even seasoned medical professionals admitted they had never seen anything like it. One described it simply as "the hand of God healing a little girl."
For Matthew and Carissa, the miracle didn’t end in the hospital.
It continues every single day they watch Paisley run, smile, and live the life they once feared she might never have.
Her story is more than survival. It is a testimony of faith in the middle of fear, peace in the middle of uncertainty, and hope when everything seemed lost.
Because sometimes miracles don’t just change outcomes, they change hearts.
For anyone walking through fear today, for any parent praying beside a hospital bed, for anyone wondering if hope is still possible!
Let this story remind you:
OUR GOD'S grace and mercy is beyond measure 🙏. We as humans have no idea of the scope and gange because it is infinite. I thank God for her healing miracle. P R A Y E R. W O R K S
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