Showing posts with label what God has done for me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what God has done for me. Show all posts

Monday, March 17, 2008

He hears our prayers

On Friday, I was slowly getting a light stuffy nose, and as the weekend went by, it started getting worse. I was coughing the next day, and my nose was so stuffy I could hardly taste food. Well, sunday morning, I woke up, and my cough had gotten worse, and my chest felt really heavy. It seemed like by the hour my chest and cough got worse and worse. Worse meaning, I could hardly breathe, it felt like my air passage was getting smaller and smaller. I hadn't mentioned it to anyone until, it got bad, and I started to get worried. I first asked for the elder of the church to come pray for me, and when he left I was still struggling to breathe, and couldn't calm down. I really just thought that this must be the end for me, that I wasn't going to live through the rest of the night, and trying to have a good heart about it, but I was extremely scared. I just kept begging God to come to my rescue, to either take me away or just give me a little bit of relief.

Soon after the elder left, mom had text messaged all my brothers and Bro. Danny and Sis. Kristen to come pray for me, they all dropped what they were doing, and came over. By that time I was breathing short, wheezy breaths. After they each got down and prayed for me, not 10 minutes later I was breathing a little slower, and my air passage was getting a little bigger for me to really breathe. The rest of the night last night I didn't have any problems breathing, and still don't today. My fever broke last night, and I'm finally coughing up stuff that I couldn't do yesterday. It was just really sweet to me to see them all crowd around me and get on their knees to pray. And no doubt God heard everyone of their prayers (even the ones that weren't able to make it there, because of how sick I was).

Last night as I was trying to sleep, it felt like the adversary was trying to make me doubt what God did that for me and I kept yelling at him, that God DID do it for me. Everytime I woke up, I'd have the same dream over and over. So,hopefully now that my fever is gone I won't have anymore repetitive dreams like that, and hopefully I'm on the road to recovery. =)