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Sunday afternoon, July 27th, 12:30 pm:
My younger son finds his older brother (my older son) on the living room floor in his home in Denham Springs, Louisiana. He is unconscious, tongue swollen and filling his mouth, and he has turned blue from the lack of oxygen. Matt immediately called 911 and began doing chest compressions on his brother.


1:20 pm: I get a phone call from Matt. He tells me the story up to that point and tells me that they are doing everything that they can, but they are not able to get a rhythm on the heart or lungs. Due to the severity of the situation they decide to call for an air vac team in order to get him to the hospital. My wife and I are 2 1/2 hours away, so I call my sister who lives close to the hospital. She, in turn, calls my mother who, in turn, begins to pray. I too am praying.

4:00 pm My mother is telling God hat the doctors cannot wake Jonathan up. God speaks to my mom and says, " I can wake him up." At the same time I hear God's voice and He says, "Hey Jonathan." I open my eyes and look at my wife and say, "Jonathan just woke up." At 3:03 my sister calls and says, "Jonathan just woke up."

5:00...In the meantime, we were stuck in traffic only 19 miles away. By the time we got there visiting hours were over, and the doctor had JOnathan sedated in order to run tests. We spoke with the doctor and he said that we would not know until the next morning to what extent the brain was damaged due to hypoxia . He slept most of the night, and upon awaking he sruggled with the tubes that had been inserted in his throat to help him breathe. He wanted them out and was quite vehemt about it.

By the next morning the tubes came out, Jonathan consumed 2 full hospital meals, the aspiration pneumonia was clearing up and he was acting like a fully functioning Human being. 54 hours from the time he was found unconscious and not breatheing, he miraculoulsly walked away from yet another near death exper ience. God is good.

I believe that if God can do that for Jonathan, He can do it for us too.

michael b.

...used various methods of raising the oxygen level of his blood and raised the pH value. He has a website that tells his story of overcoming cancer using this alternative protocol.

http://www.theloanfactor.net/MyVictory.htm

Tena, I apologize for posting the above true account berfore I actually read what was contained in the URL that you supplied. I posted according to what I thought the title was speaking of. Silly me.

I will call Michael Mattison and get an update on his condition.

michael b.

Oh my gosh, Michael ... your post hit another subject dear to my heart. How to keep this concise will be my difficulty.

First of all, God has always answered my prayers ... no, not in the way that I always want, but He has answered.

On Wednesday, my sister and her family drove 1800 miles to visit me here in Houston. Her daughter wanted to go to Sea World ... such a simple request. The last time they were scheduled to go, they flew to Florida, and then my sister's mother-in-law died. They were suppose to go to Sea World but, obviously, flew back home instead.

So, here it is, 3 years later. They were only here four days. The weather has been constant, non-stop rain. We drove to Sea World. When we arrived in San Antonio, the heavens opened and it rained so hard that it was no longer safe to be on the highway. We went to lunch.

After lunch, the storm was over and we saw blue sky again. I called my husband to check the weather. Sure enough, even more rain was coming. My niece was doing the best that she could, holding in the tears.

We drove to the park anyway. We paid for tickets. There were EIGHT of us ... at a cost of $400.00! We didn't bring proper rain gear so we tried to secure those before anything else. The store was sold out of them. We were told two more stores to try. We ran (literally) to the one store off the beaten path. On the way over, I said two prayers ... and only two prayers ...

1) Please have rain gear available (they did!) and ...
2) Please keep the rain at bay so that we could at least let Allison have a few hours at Sea World.

Not only did God answer those prayers, but it went even further than that.

As most of you know, amusement parks in the U.S. are horribly over crowded and it is not unusual to wait 60 to 120 minutes to get on ONE ride.

Because of the forecast, the park was virtually empty. We were literally able to run from one attraction to the next, never having to wait in line for more than 10 minutes.

I firmly believe that it was the Lord above. In one of those two prayers, I said that I needed a testimony to tell others. This is it. Some may think that God doesn't concern himself with things so trivial. As a matter of fact, my own two boys have been skeptical at times. When I reminded our oldest son to ask God for help in his struggle to get good grades, he wept and said, "God doesn't help those who don't help themselves". That couldn't be further from the truth!

I can only speak for myself, but I view God as my "dad" ... He cares if I'm home having a horrible day, he cares if I have a bad hair day. If it upsets ME, it upsets him. Too many people think of God as a mythical figure.

Secondly, I read (or was told) somewhere that only God has access to your thoughts; not Satan. This statement is profound and more important than anyone realizes. The implications are HUGE.

Case in point ... a neighbor's purse was stolen in a major (upscale) grocery store. Getting to the meat of the story, she yelled at the top of her lungs ... "Jesus, don't let Satan get away with this." Yes, the purse was returned ... it was literally thrown on to the customer service table.

In other words, if I've lost some of you, this means that Satan doesn't KNOW if you are a Christian unless you say it OUT LOUD!!

Okay, on to point #3:

There is a book out there, called "Authority to Heal". If anyone needs an inspiration and is looking for inner peace, this book is the answer. Three years ago, when I finally got my diagnosis, I read that book. I can look you straight in the eye and say ... "I will be healed." No, I'm not some fundamental religious wacko. My faith is personal and I'll respect anyone who doesn't believe. But, darn it, the inner peace, alone, of knowing that my "dad" is looking out for me makes this path easier to follow. The hard part ... I have to get worse, first, so that others truly believe that I even have this awful disease!

Again, I'm not sure what is acceptable on this board and what isn't. Moderators, if I need to amend my post, please let me know.

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and that, whereever you are, you find at least some peace of mind,.

Here's wishing all of us are eventually cured ...

...is the reason I can wake up each day with a smile despite the pain.
My faith is the force behind my choice to be optimistic and hopeful,rather than pessimistic and doubtful.
My walk with God is always beautiful,profound and comforting.
My talks with God are sometimes heated,sometimes gentle,sometimes a laugh.
My listening to God,is often difficult,sometimes confusing,nearly always thought provoking and searching...but the outcome never ceases to amaze me.
My love for the God I know,goes beyond words,is overwhelming,and without expectation.
God`s love for me,fills me with an inner peace that enables me to tackle this illness head on.
God found me when I was ready to hear his voice.
He revealed his presence,quite unexpectedly on an unassuming walk with my dog. I have never felt so much wonderment. So much awe.

This is how I know He is in my life.Because I alone could not be the way I am.

And I hope this isn`t offensive to anyone.For I am just saying as it is in MY life.I don`t have arrogance enough to tell folk how and where to find a faith,or God.Or that this is how they should live their life.
I just hope that by example,a few folk might be intrigued enough to ask or wonder how I make it through my difficult days with a smile.And I can say...I have a constant by my side.

For I didn`t go looking for Him.He found me.

Simple I reckon.
x

ps..and to echoe Terri,I truly won`t be miffed if this requires editing.Hope not,cos it`s not about religion.It is about how I live my life.And my life just happens to have God in it.

xxx

Wow, I live in Lake Charles. I, like you, have a very personal relationship with my God and often call Him, "Daddy." I, too, believe that I will be healed from this disease. Shall we believe together? Please listen to this song, esp. verses 2 and 4...

http://www.braincrumbs.org/checkerbo...zingGrace.html

and please forgive the poor singing...lol...I was a bit emotional while singing it. kThe singing was somewhat better on this other session...

http://www.braincrumbs.org/AmazingGrace.htm

michael b.