During my Institute days one of my most favorite scripture passage was,
In that instant the thought ran through my mind, "Are your ready to meet God?" The last few years of my life started running through my mind and I could honestly say I was not afraid to meet my maker that day. I remember thinking, "Well, I have done the best I can with what I have and ready or not Lord here I come."
I followed his advice and unfortunately I was not fine.
Bob had went to work as usual thinking I would be okay.
That day I was not okay. By the time he got home I was at deaths door.
The ambulance that picked me up thought I was 8 months pregnant when
I was only two.
I felt the iciness of death and I must say I was not the least bit calm.
I remember yelling at the ER nurse, "I'm dying and your not doing a darn thing to save me."
I was in panic mode.
My next memory was me on this beautiful hill visiting with loved ones.
I found my gaze following their pointing finger and
I saw my husband sitting on this bench and I could feel his heart breaking.
My next memory was waking up in this dark room trying to scream but couldn't because there was something wrong with my throat. I then felt a familiar hand holding mine and heard my favorite guy talking about how much better I looked. I tried to talk to him but I was still in this haze and just could not find my way out.
I have nothing to fear as long as I focus
on what truly matters."