|This is before I became ill. |
Notice the facial color.
Most of my readers know that my family is the most important thing in my life. There are no decisions I make, that I do so without my family being my first priority. So, with that, I decided to go to the hospital.
What started Tuesday morning as extreme chest pain, was now being continued in a local Denver hospital. I almost immediately became concerned when I through triage at the emergency. My diastolic was 42.
That seemed a little low to me; Particularly for someone who was in so much pain and so panicked. I was taken to the back immediately. This is not usually a good sign when you are in the medical condition that I knew I was in.
I asked them to pray for me, that my condition was serious.
I wish I could say what time or day it was,
I do not know how close you must be to death for the archangel Michael, or the Lord, or God to come to you. However ill that is, I was there. I felt a warmth! I felt a comfort! I felt as if I were being held by someone or something. I did not hear or see a physical presence. I only felt as if there was something so loving. Loving beyond the love I have ever received, near me. I heard words in my head; As if someone were speaking to me telepathically.
Do not be afraid. I am here. I am with you and I have you. Yes, you are ill, but you are not going to die. I have done everything that I can do to make sure that you live, but now you must do your part. You must put up the toughest fight you ever have, and you will be okay. I will be with you.