My doctor told me I was going to die if I didn’t have surgery. He said that the surgery was very risky and there was a high risk of complications and even death. What I heard was: it was likely death either way. Surgery was scheduled less than a week later.
The day before the surgery the pain in my abdomen became excruciating. An ambulance took me to the hospital. My daughter said she could hear me screaming from the waiting room as they wheeled me upstairs after being admitted.
I woke up two weeks later still in the ICU. There had been complications. I’d been on a ventilator for ten days. My lungs failed. My kidneys failed. I got pneumonia. And finally sepsis. From what I understand from the story, I should have died multiple times. But instead of dying I lived. Miraculously. Doctors were flabbergasted.
My poor husband. It had to be so hard to be pulled into a private room and told I likely wouldn’t survive the night multiple times. How horrible.
Our God had different plans. People began to rally prayer for me. I had people praying on six different continents! As I’ve recovered, multiple people that I didn’t even know have come to me to introduce themselves and tell me how God had laid me on their heart in a powerful way to pray.
A friend of mine at church organized prayer in her home and enlisted people to pray everywhere she went. There was a 24 hour prayer vigil. They put my picture on the screen at church and had a special prayer time for me every week. Streams of concerned people came to the hospital to pray over me and my family. A doctor even asked my husband who I was that so many people kept coming to pray for me.
Who am I? I am loved by the Creator of the Universe. I am His.
I’m recovering well now that I’ve been home for a few weeks. My wounds have been healing at a miraculous rate. The wound care doctor was blown away by the speed of healing. And my strength has returned quickly. That’s God for you. Because of God’s mercy and because of the prayers of the saints, I am alive. When, at the Lord’s leading, people come together to pray, miracles happen.
I am so thankful for the Lord’s mercy and for His hand over me. And I am humbled by all of those who prayed for me without ceasing. Thank you. I’m alive.
I will not die but live, and will proclaim what the LORD has done.