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12:02 PM   [11 Sep 2014 | Thursday]

A Year Ago Today, Death was at my Door, But God was there to Open it!

Treasures uncountable! I was sleeping on September about his time of year and had the wave dream that God gives me when something very difficult is about to happen in my life. Only this time I woke myself up with a groan and an "Oh no!" I knew that something big was about to happen in my life that was going to be hard to get through. For several weeks before this dream I had been asking people in my church to pray for me. I had been feeling that some impending thing was going to happen. Others just felt the need to pray for me. At this point (the dream) I knew why I had that feeling but not what was about to happen. A year ago today, I found myself on the floor of my living room. I woke up and didn't know how I got there. It seemed dark out (but I guess it wasn't). I gave myself a check over and everything felt okay, so I thought . . Should I call 911 emergency? No, I'm fine - no broken bones or anything. Then I thought I should call my BFF Violet and ask her to come take me to the hospital. But it all seemed like a dream and like I never did it. I remember somewhat thinking, no, I can't get across the room to that phone and the rolodex to get her phone number. I guess I passed out again, when I woke up I remember that I could reach the phone by my sofa without much moving and called 911 from there. An abused child/adult thinks when it comes to themselves being hurt or in need of care, everything is all right unless you are profusely bleeding! Then I thought, wait. I woke up on the floor, I don't know how I got here,I feel weak, I need to call. I fought with myself a little more (still half unconscious). Then made the decision to call. Somewhere in that time frame I unlocked the front door and put my 3 dogs and a cat in my bedroom. But I don't remember it. The woman who answered my emergency call asked me all those questions and kept me on the line until the ambulance got to my house. I live in a rural town and our fire department and ambulance is all volunteer. I found out later that they had been close by doing training, when they got the call. So they were able to get to me faster than it usually would have taken. That's God! I passed out again for awhile, when the EMC's came in the door, one of them was someone I knew but had never been to my home yet. He said, "Linda!" I knew I was going to die the way he looked at me. But I knew he'd take good care of me. I kept going in and out of consciousness, but I knew I was still talking even when unconscious. Tom and his wife are Christians. Later I found out that a Pastor in town (Mike) was also in the ambulance and one of the EMT's. God was really watching out over me. Later, when I found this all out I knew they had been praying for me while taking me to the hospital. Praise God!
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