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The Caregiver Becomes Invisible

When Earl first heard about my wreck, he prayed that I would live, “…as long as she is Berta.” Two months later my neurosurgeon told Earl, “If she lives she’ll be brain damaged, ventilator-dependent, and bedridden for life.”
The doctor told Earl, “You are too young to be stuck with an invalid wife.” Then he offered some simple things that could be withheld to allow me to die quickly but comfortably.
In that moment, God replayed in Earl’s mind the oath he swore on our wedding day. In the voice of Reverend John Jones, he heard “…in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, keeping thee only unto her, so long as you both shall live.”
Without hesitation, in his spirit, Earl said, “I do.”
Earl chose life for me that day and has been my primary caregiver for twenty-three years. He has done everything and more than expected.
Earl has a super power. He is a child of God. He relies on his Christian faith to get us through each day. So often, we pray for renewed strength, rest and peace in our spirits.
Wherever we go, people watch me, the disabled one. But, few talk to Earl as a caregiver.
“His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant!’” (Matthew 25:21 NIV).
In Christ,
Friends, Remember to share with your friends. People are being blessed around the world for God. I am so thankful to be a broken vessel in the hands of a loving God.

Raised From the Dead

As an LPN working in the critical care unit at a local hospital, I was in the final hour of a twelve-hour shift when I entered my last patient’s room. A “Do Not Resuscitate” sign was posted at the door. I had met several of her family members the evening before and appreciated their love for her.
Looking at the cardiac monitor I saw her heart rate decrease to zero. I listened to her heart and lungs for life-signs. There were none. Stepping out, I asked the unit secretary to call her family members in from the waiting room.
Back at her bedside I leaned over, placed my hand on her chest and spoke quietly to her lifeless form, “Your family is coming in and you know they would like to be with you to say goodbye.” Gazing at the monitor, I watched her heart rhythm begin slowly. I laid my stethoscope on her chest and listened to her faint heartbeat while my own raced.
She was alive! And she lived long enough for her family to gather at her bedside and say goodbye to her.
Do such resurrections occur today? Yes. I am a witness. God on His throne reached down and used a young Christian to touch the soul of a dying woman.
Life is a precious gift. I know the Person who gives this gift. Do you know Him?
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows” (James 1:17 NIV).
In Christian Love,

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