We prayed for a miracle and God heard us. I went in Thursday for my heart cath. For some reason, when I originally heard about going through this procedure, I became very uncomfortable. I think it was because there was so much that was unknown. My doctor had prepared me for what he thought it was. Blockage(s) to the lower left side of my heart. My wonderfully made Godly sister had our family over for dinner the night before. After dinner, everyone encircled me and began to pray. God was truly with us. Peace fell upon us. When I went to bed that night, I knew there was no food or liquids for me until after the procedure. The item I miss the most in these cases is coffee. I truly enjoy my morning coffee. I do worry about the caffeine headaches that accompany the absence of my morning java. I should have known from that point on, God had a miracle planned for me. The day just began to unfold with one answered prayer after the other. When I woke up I didn’t even think about coffee, food or water. I knew I was on a mission. When I checked into the hospital, there was virtually no wait. They took me and began the preparation. I found out I wasn’t being put to sleep for the procedure. I was going to receive some “happy” juice, as they put it, to relax me. Apparently I needed to be awake because there are some tasks I needed to perform throughout the procedure. Who knew? I wouldn’t receive the happy juice until I was in the operating room. Normally finding something like this out would have made me nervous. I know my prayer warriors were hard at work because I felt total peace. I prayed with such earnestness as they wheeled me into the operating room. In my mind, I began claiming God’s word by quoting one scripture after the other. Throughout the whole procedure, I was fully alert and remember every minute. It was amazing how God was right there with me. Letting me know all was going to be all right. After there was total peace. When my cardiologist reached my heart with the catheter, my heart skipped a beat. After scoping my arteries, he said I was totally clear. No blockages and no build up on my arteries at all. I was clean as a whistle. My heart was strong. He had no answers for how I failed every test, yet my heart and arteries were perfect. We all know the answer. God heard everyone’s prayers and answered. I just started crying. Not a sobbing cry but a tear drop cry. I am so blessed and so thankful. God has honored me. When Larry got the call to come back, he was nervous because it went so quickly. He thought either it was very good news or it was total blockages and I had to have open heart surgery. He kept having me repeat to him that my arteries were clean. He sent a message to my family. A shout of joy went up. I cannot thank God and all my prayer warriors enough.
This week I will meet with my cardiologist. He’s wants to relook at all my tests. I’m sure he’s trying to figure it all out. No matter how we want to explain this miracle off medically, the fact is blockages were there and now they’re not. God intervened, answered and performed a miracle.
My prayer warriors have been my rock throughout this journey. I appreciate all of you.
The verse below is worth repeating because this is what God provided for me and He can provide for everyone.
“May the Lord of peace Himself give you peace always in every way, The Lord be with all of you.” 2 Thessalonians 3:16a Thank you God for being my Lord and Savior. Thank you for walking me through this journey and never letting me feel alone. From my heart to yours, with total love…Debbie.