This Devotional is dedicated to David* & I give him all my
gratitude for rescuing me in 2017 when he did.
Thank you!
Today, Tuesday, October 25, 2022, starts off very early in the morning " Good Morning, Christian Brothers & Sisters in Christ"! Let me just say that there wasn't any blogging for me during the week of Thanksgiving in November of 2017 due to me being very ill and being in the hospital. God was very Merciful & continues to be. God has bestowed upon me through the Recovery of my Life-Saving Emergency Surgery, which I give all my gratitude, for His grace, mercy & healing. God also, bestowed a glimpse of the streets of Heaven during this traumatic life-changing event in my own life.
Have you ever been so ill to where you just felt like you, just want to give up or just simply want to give in, to this illness that has you? Have you ever had the feeling like you were always alone during your illness & not sure who to call upon during those adversities? Have you ever had the feeling like your illness will never go away…like it just continues to keep draining the energy and strength within you?
During this time of being ill & adversity, I felt just like these questions, I sought of you. I am sure you all have felt this way before when you were ill too, right? There is a way to overcome this storm of illness within our lives, bodies, hearts, minds, & souls. The answer is to seek God daily within every moment of our lives, to restore within you, what you are in need of; strength, courage, energy & so much more. However, we need to ask God within our prayers for those needs we seek.
God is Good All The Time and All The Time God will be good to us and for us! I am forever grateful to God for His amazing mercy & grace, towards me during this adversity which had me believing there was no end in sight.
Here is my True Life story of the adversity that I face;
I was in terrible agony of pain on the right side of my abdominal area; my current husband (only in due time did I find my true husband) David & my ex-husband (Aaron) rushed me to the emergency room on the 17th of November,2017 Friday, late at night. I went through several medical tests. Doctor’s diagnosed me with cecal diverticulitis (instead of admitting me that Friday night..they sent me home in severe pain still...when the Doctors knew that I would be back...which still to this day...makes me wonder why these Doctors do what they do when they know how bad your situation is...ever wonder this too?) Anyways, the next day Saturday, November 18th,2017, I was in excruciating pain, and my soon-to-be husband, David rushed me back to the hospital once again. The hospital, doctor, and nurses FINALLY admitted me after doing the same tests again, to see how inflamed and serious the infection really was.
Ladies and gentlemen, my current husband; David saved my life that night …
I want to lift up my gratitude to the Lord for directing my current husband that God knew who I needed in my life, David, to do what he needed to do and I want to appraise my current David, for saving my life.
(David literally took it in himself to force my ex-husband to sign the papers to save my life & for taking a giant step up of responsibility to care for me though we weren’t married yet due to the fact my ex-husband didn’t really care about me like a true husband who loves their wife should. David became my life-saver that night.) (The reason for being admitted to the hospital & for my ex-husband to sign papers was for emergency surgery to save my life.)
I had 10 inches of my colon removed the next morning. Due to the serious condition my colon was in, the pockets that were, within my colon (on the right side) were about to rupture into my abdominal cavity to leak fluid (which would've been deadly if it had ruptured). I was rescued by this hospital that was a Christian hospital and my beloved current David.
The next morning Sunday, November 19th,2017, I was rushed into the surgery at 6 am...as I was rolled down that cold breezy hallway feeling scared and unsure of what was before me and not sure if I was going to die and not sure if I would ever see the love of my life or family again... I saw my soon-to-be husband's (which is my current husband as of now (David)) eyes connect with mine. I kept repeatedly saying starring into his brown eyes allowing the tears to run down my face, “I love you ...please don't let me go?! & Please, don’t ever forget about me, ever!” David spoke back with tears running down his face with no care about what my ex-husband was going to say or do, “I love you too and I am praying for you through this... God has you don't forget that.” My ex-husband & my current husband both squeezed my hands. David then kissed me so passionately with tears running down his face, we were then told to let go of one another’s hands.
Being courageous and brave, I began to rely on the Lord to guide these nurses and doctors to save my life. My current David went to the chapel (there within the hospital to pray for my life to be spared) 4 hours later of surgery, I woke up in the recovery room...hearing those beeps of the monitors, seeing the wires and cords connected all over me...I began to search the room for my comfort, the love of my life, and there beside me holding my hand asleep on my legs or praying (not sure what he was doing) I took every inch of effort to speak and nothing could come to my mouth for everything was a blur of how to communicate to him. I was numb from head to toe, I had to reprogram myself how to talk, and during those moments, I began to cry due to the fact I couldn't speak to David of those words once again, ' I Love you.'
Two days, went by and on the 21st of November, Tuesday, after doing really well(so, we all (nurses, doctors, my family, and my enemy (my ex-husband, and I) thought. My body started to relapse and go into shock...I was going downhill extremely fast. I became scared and afraid of dying once again. My soon-to-be husband David was rushed out of the room, by nurses and doctors due to the loss of blood I was losing and the high temperature of 104.9 F, I kept having.
( The monitors were literally beeping like crazy causing alarms within the machines to go off to flag more nurses & Doctors to appear within my room. I began to throw up so, much blood & there were so, many tears from so much trauma going on within my body around me… I just wanted it to all stop & the fear just kept filling my heart & mind.)
I didn't want David or Aaron (that’s where I felt my comfort at the time) to leave the room (David went to the chapel within the hospital to pray for me once again & Aaron left the hospital to somewhere I am not unsure). However, I saw my mom when she came in, she sat down at the foot of my bed soon after the nurses and doctors got me to settle, my mom said, with tears of bravery to me after the lights dimmed within my room with her hand on my leg..., “Its okay to let go, just go to Jesus, my dear daughter.”
I took my last breath, and I went to heaven. I saw everything from the blue bright sky with no cloud in sight just the bright sun, to white and yellow daisies, to tons of Yorkie dogs. I soon felt a breeze that was so calm. I, then, turned, and there before me, was Jesus. He, then, spoke to me with a calm rushing waters voice, “My daughter, come.” I went to Jesus. He then showed me several people whom I hadn't seen in a very long time. He, then, let me hear someone on earth praying for my life (which was my current husband, David ). Jesus then said, “I am not finished with you on Earth yet. I am going to send you back to continue to fulfill the purpose I have for you. I will heal you and make you like new. Remember, that I will never forsake you, and you are loved.” I came back alive. When I came alive, I felt these goosebumps & a warm feeling that overcame my whole body like there was healing to be restored to what God created me to be. ( Note: with this serious surgery I was supposed to be in the hospital for 3 weeks or longer.)
I woke up in my hospital bed feeling so ready to leave the hospital...I was ready to run. The next day, I was up walking the hallway on a walker. Then, I got to go home on Thursday, the day of Thanksgiving ( yes, the same week I was admitted and had surgery) with my ex-husband at the time (My ex-husband had chased my soon-to-be husband, David, off & away from my life( this was how controlling & abusive that my ex-husband was)).
Then, shortly after getting home to my family,
I began to search deep into my life
and heart for answers and sought the Lord.
My mom counted the staples that I had from my surgery...I had 17 of them (going up & down my stomach & around my belly button area). I never once felt the pain nor did I remember the surgery I encountered or anything of the past bad memories I had. However, I got the staples, removed the following Thursday with my soon-to-be husband, David ( This should tell you right here that God is real my fellow friends... look at how He healed me and how fast I healed up, plus, that fact I got to meet Him in person, see my room He has for me in Heaven.)
(David came back into my life because, during the sorrow, the pain of the abuse, through the trauma that took place within my home near my ex-husband at the time, I put the courage together & said, ‘ That is enough! I am leaving.’ I drove in my own car for about an hour or so, to get my soon-to-be -husband (David) with those staples in my abdominal area due to the determination & courage that God provided me & I brought him home with me.)
Day after day, turned into a week or less, of fighting this illness within the hospital of wanting to return home during each day that came. I felt like I was never going to ever get over this illness I continued to fight day after day but, we can NOT fight this illness on our own. We need our HEALER to reach down to HEAL us, to take this illness away, to help us fight day after day until He calls us home to be with Him.
God will never leave our side no matter what including when we are ill.
I am still fighting this pain, & also, missing 10 inches of my colon each day. However, I am over the worst of this illness that had zapped my energy and strength. God has restored my strength, energy, and all that I am in need of…without God, I don’t believe I would've made it through that illness that I was encountering daily (that I thought was never going to end).
I kept seeking God through it all and saying my favorite bible verse;
Alpha and Omega…Beginning and the End…
God is the beginning and the end to all things…
-Revelations 1:8
Lord,
I pray for those that are reading this blog that you will heal each one of them. Take away all their aches and pains and touch them. Take away this illness they are encountering. Give them the strength, courage and all that they are in need of today and each day they face this illness. Remind them, Lord daily that you will never ever leave their side no matter what comes their way. Continue to love us all Lord. Thank you, Lord, for your healing power that you have to heal us all. Thank you Lord for your love and so much more that you have given us all. I pray that you will encourage the love ones around the ones who are ill to care, and comfort and continue to love them as you have commanded us to do. I lift up each one that is ill up to you Lord.
In Jesus' name, I pray these things to you, Amen!
Until next blog….
God, bless you & remember God loves you, you are His Beloved Child(ren)! Do everything for his glory and NOT for yourself… get out of your comfort zone!
**David is my current husband.
**Aaron was my previous husband from an abusive marriage (my first marriage).
( Please, note, that my ex-husband (Aaron) at the time was still together at this time & I was still a part of an abusive marriage (this is addressed within other blogs). Aaron was contacted by David to come to the hospital from his job.)))
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