One minute everything seemed fine--I felt well, was staying busy doing the things I love--sewing, quilting, and being with my husband. I have had my share of serious bouts of illness--staph infections that had me in the hospital--suffering through the hard recovery and making it one day at a time, with God's loving Grace.
I did not know what lay around the corner for me--within hours of feeling so good and then finding myself in the back of an ambulance--rushing to the hospital! My memory from there on is very fuzzy~~but I have a vivid recollection of sitting in my chair and suddenly uttering these words---
'Lord-its been a long time since I was really sick--I sure hope it does NOT happen again but if it does, PLEASE watch over me and help me recover from it.!!"
Asking for Prayers--before I knew what lay ahead frightened me for a few seconds but I leaned hard on my faith and felt all was fine. Hours later I woke my husband and he knew something was seriously wrong with me.
I believe when we pray, our words are HEARD and my heart tells me HE was right beside me all the way and will continue seeing me through the long road to recovery. My body feels as if it was run over by a Train--and recovery is NOT easy. Yet I am so thankful to be here, and I do
lift my heart in major Thanksgiving to The Lord....
martha
