Even the faithful wonder sometimes. Do miracles really happen?
Or are they only the stuff of myths -- fascinating, but ultimately
For Pam Morgan it's no longer a debatable issue. Even her
doctors say the gospel singer from Lee's Summit is living proof of
a miracle medical science cannot explain.
On a recent weekend, the 34-year-old rose from her bed, took a
shower, got dressed, then walked to the kitchen to fix some
breakfast. Later she climbed into her van, drove to a Liberty
church and sang standing beside her husband, Phil, for more than
She shouldn't have been able to do any of it. By all rights she
should still be in a wheelchair, unable to walk or raise her arms,
paralyzed from the chest down, a quadriplegic with a complete
spinal cord injury.
Why she isn't is still anyone's guess.
All her neurosurgeon knows is he has never seen anything like
"It's an extraordinary medical saga that continues to inspire
me daily," said Frank Coufal, who treated Pam two years ago when
he worked at Research Medical Center. "And I can use such language
because, in retrospect, I have discussed this case with the
world's leading experts on spinal surgery and spinal cord
regeneration. There should have been no chance for her to have any
functional recovery. None."
Coufal was so amazed at Pam's recovery after a car accident in
June 2000 that he researched the medical literature dating to
before World War II looking for an explanation.
He found none.
"To have clinical evidence of a complete spinal cord injury
beyond three days of the time of injury and then to walk again,"
he said, "is essentially unprecedented."
Especially with an injury as serious as Pam's. Coufal called it
the most severe case of spinal dislocation he had ever seen:
completely separated vertebrae, her spine wrenched into an sharp S
"I was very blunt with her husband," Coufal said. "I said she
has a complete spinal cord injury, and I am very sad to have to
tell you that she will never walk again."
Phil and Pam Morgan never believed it. Armed with positive
attitudes and a strong faith, they vowed Pam would walk again,
down the hall of Research Medical Center and right into Coufal's
office. And after thousands of prayers from around the world
poured in for Pam, that is what she eventually did.
How? Coufal recently asked Edward Benzel, one of the premier
experts in spinal surgery from the Cleveland Clinic, what he
"He just shrugged his shoulders and said, `How could you
classify this as anything short of miraculous?' "
So is it a miracle, direct testament to the power of
Coufal, certainly, won't take the credit.
"I like giving it to the big man upstairs," he said.
So do the Morgans. Members of a United Methodist church who are
uncomfortable with the hyperbolic healing claims of some TV
preachers, they say too much has happened for it to be anything
but a miracle.
Today, they say, their ministry is stronger for it. They have
helped more people, changed more lives for God.
"There is no question in my mind that God has done this, and
there is a reason for it," Pam said.
That belief is reflected in the title of the couple's newest CD
-- recorded one year to the day after the accident.
The CD's title: "Living Proof."
'His angels must have caught
Sunday, June 4, 2000. Mid-afternoon. Phil and Pam Morgan drove
their 1996 Ford conversion van and a trailer of musical equipment
to a concert in Stockton, Mo.
Near Butler, Mo., Phil, exhausted from a grueling schedule,
grew tired, his eyes heavy with sleep. They closed for just a
moment. The van drifted off the road. It struck a bridge abutment
and flipped on its side. Pam, who had fallen asleep in the rear of
the van after unbuckling her seat belt to rub her daughter's back,
shot out a side window like a missile.
She slid on her left side across the concrete highway. A
trailer of musical equipment detached from the van and hurtled
down the road after her like a huge metal ball. Its roof flew off,
and hundreds of pounds of amps, speakers and other equipment hit
the road like heavy black bombs. Pam slid under them, around them,
past them and came to a rest on the other side of the bridge.
"God himself or one of his angels must have caught me and laid
me down," Pam said. "It was a miracle I wasn't crushed."
As it was she was nearly dead. Her neck was broken, her left
arm nearly shorn off at the shoulder. Mangled hands lay useless by
her side. Skin on the left side of her forehead was scraped to the
bone. Her left ear was ripped in two.
Phil, who was wearing a seatbelt, badly broke his collarbone.
The couple's two children, Kayla, then 5, and Alisha, 21 months,
were also strapped in and escaped with scratches.
Pam was flown by helicopter to Research Medical Center. Her
mother, Julia Kleeschulte of Raytown, remembers seeing her
daughter when she was brought in.
"Hi Mom," Kleeschulte remembers Pam saying. "Just pray."
Pam's family had gotten good at that. In 1997 Pam lost her
Denise, 46, to ovarian cancer. In 1998 Denise's 21-year-old
son, Jason, broke his neck in a pool accident. Six months later he
died in a car crash.
A lot of families would have given up on God at that point.
Pam's never did.
They believe things happen for a reason. And they always have
believed in miracles.
And so Pam's mother prayed. Faithfully, earnestly. So did
countless others after Phil described the accident and asked for
prayers on the couple's Web site -- philandpammorgan.com. Soon the
couple began receiving e-mails by the hundreds, from Kansas and
Missouri, from California and New York, from Guam and Poland.
One man wrote: "I am not much of a praying man, but since your
(accident), I can't help not to pray....I was fortunate enough to
see you guys in Austin (Texas) at the Church of the Nazarene. I
was really blessed by your music. I believe God is using your
situation in my life. He works in ways we cannot understand."
Another said: "I believe the Master Physician has many miracles
in store for Pam."
And another: "I don't understand why things happen. I am very
human, and I question God. Why he allowed this to happen I don't
know. But I do know he has something special planned for you."
People sent pictures, crosses, toys for the girls.
The encouragement helped. Phil and Pam continued to be
positive. But it was hard. Early on, things didn't look good.
Surgeons fused four of Pam's vertebrae and shook their heads at
the sadness of such a severe injury to such a young woman.
In all Pam had about 10 surgeries, including skin grafts and
multiple face-lifts and reconstruction of the skin around the
outside corner of her left eye, which still droops a bit. She
stayed in Research for four weeks, before being moved to the
Rehabilitation Center of Kansas City, where she spent six more
Pam, a poster child for a positive attitude most days, even
took her turn getting mad at God.
"I couldn't understand why he would grow our ministry to the
point where it was....And then for him to just cut me off I felt
like he was just throwing me away. And I questioned him, you
She was not the same
Besides relatives -- who took turns staying by her bedside --
many friends visited Pam at the hospital. But perhaps none was
more affected by the accident than the couple's road manager, Barb
Underwood usually accompanies Phil and Pam on their weekend
performances, helping them drive and set up. The weekend of the
accident was the one weekend she did not go along. Today she still
feels guilty. She should have been there, she thought. Maybe she
could have done something.
As she looked at the white gauze bandages on Pam's face,
Underwood's heart ached. It was three weeks since the accident.
She wanted to help. A day before she had polished Pam's toenails
red. She bent down to check them. That's when she noticed Pam's
"Pam!" she screamed, heart suddenly pounding in her chest. "You
moved your toe!"
"I did?" Pam said.
"Do it again!" Underwood said.
Pam tried. As God was her witness she tried. Could she produce
a twitch, a wiggle a quiver?
When she couldn't repeat it, doctors dismissed it as
involuntary and meaningless.
It was anything but. The next day Pam moved her toe again.
Stunned doctors then watched as Pam, a slender, 5-foot-9-inch
brunette with a Julia Roberts smile, began to get even more
sensations in the next few weeks and months. They came slowly: a
toe waggle here, a pin-prick sensation there.
It was wonderful, except for one thing. Through nine agonizing
months she still couldn't walk. Despite the encouraging signs, the
day she came home, on Aug, 17, 2000, 21/2 months after the
accident, was among the lowest of her life.
As the door closed behind her, the reality of her disability
hit. She couldn't walk. She could move her toes but still couldn't
use her hands. She couldn't even cough or sneeze right. How could
she do the laundry or be a mother to her kids?
How would they pay their bills? How would she get downstairs?
Even the relationship with her children had changed. They had to
be careful how they touched her. Where was the other Mommy they
No, Pam thought. This wasn't home. And she was not the
She hung her head and sobbed.
First step toward to the
But it wasn't long before tears turned to triumph.
Her children enjoyed getting rides in her electric
Phil's mother moved in temporarily and took care of things.
Countless supporters sent money -- many $1,000 at a time. A
local couple even donated a significant sum from their own
insurance settlement. It was enough to help purchase a new
And, of course, there was Phil, Pam said. Fighting through his
own recovery, he was her rock, more than she could ever have
expected. She remembers when he said "this isn't just your injury.
This is our injury," she said.
That made all the difference.
"It put me at peace, because I knew that whatever happened he
was going to be there," she said. "And he was, 24/7...He was my
biggest cheerleader, my best coach, my best nurse. He did
everything...He's just been amazing."
That left Pam free to focus on her therapy. And from October to
January, the Morgans' miracle began to take shape. The strength in
Pam's left leg increased, and she got feeling back in her arms.
She could move her knee sideways, then raise it up, then push
against her therapist's hand with her foot.
It was coming back -- the nerves, the muscles, the strength. No
one knew how or why. But it was all coming back.
In October her therapist, Shannon Lepper, decided Pam was
"Come on," Lepper said. "We're going over to the parallel
Pam couldn't believe it.
"My heart almost jumped out of my chest," she said. "That was
the first time anyone of the medical personnel ever gave me any
hope that they believed I could walk. That was huge!"
By the parallel bars, three therapists gently guided her to her
feet. The whole gym grew quiet. Trying with all her strength, she
kicked out her left leg and took a step. It felt stiff and sore,
awkward and weird.
It felt wonderful.
She had taken the first step toward the impossible. At home
that night she turned to her husband.
"Guess what I did today?" she said.
Phil's face lit up and tears rolled down his cheek.
From October to January progress came quickly. When her right
leg began working, she was able to use a walker.
"Dr. Coufal," she thought.
She hadn't told him of her remarkable progress. And now she was
going to wow him.
At Research, Phil positioned her at the end of the hallway with
her walker and had a nurse get Coufal's attention. Then Pam stood
up and -- step by step -- walked into his office. As she passed
him, she looked up and smiled.
His jaw fell open.
"You just made my day," he said. "No, you just made my six
"How 'bout let's go for the whole year?" Pam said.
Today, nearly two years after the accident, Pam's miracle
continues to grow. She no longer needs a walker. As she walked
with only a slight limp on a recent therapy visit, Lepper marveled
at her progress.
"It's pretty amazing," she said. "I think playing basketball is
out of the question, but other than that..."
A miracle from God, Pam says.
But why her? Why not other equally faithful people?
There are no easy answers -- even for her pastor, the Rev.
Steve Campbell of Christ United Methodist Church in
"It isn't that God smiles on some and turns away from others,"
Campbell said. "I think it's that God shows compassion and love to
all, and sometimes we can see it with our eyes, and sometimes we
can't...What I appreciate about them is that it would be easy to
be triumphalistic -- and they aren't...They are humbled by it, and
That's not to say Pam isn't excited. Today the possibilities
for further recovery are virtually limitless.
She looks ahead to further mobility. What would she really like
to be able to do?
There was a moment of silence.
"Dance," she finally said. "I want to dance. When Phil gets
excited and dances out in the audience, I'd love to be able to go
Don't bet against it.