My wife was scheduled to have a hew bypass surgery on Friday, August 12, 1944. On Thursday evening, August 11, I prayed to Jesus to have the doctors do one more EKG and find her arteries clear so that she would not have to have surgery (Just a small miracle). That didn’t happen. So I went to the hospital at 5 A.M. on Friday, August 12, so that I could visit her before the surgery that was scheduled for 7 AM. Her surgery lasted for 5 1/2 hours and finally, at 12:30 P.M. the doctor came out and talked with me. He told me that they had b do a six way bypass and she would be off of the respirator n 24 hours. They told me that I could visit with her in the recovery room for 30 minuses, 3 times a day. The following day, Saturday, August 13, when I visited her, the nurse told me that they were unable to remove the respirator tube because her heart was too unstable. When they tried to remove it, her heartbeat went as high as 136 beats per minute.

When I went to bed Saturday night. I prayed again to Jesus. B PLEASE help her so they could remove the respirator. But she remained on the respirator all day Sunday That evening at about l 1 P.M. I phoned the recovery mom b chock on her condition. The nurse told me am she was still on the respirator and to call back to the morning. At about 11:45 P.M. my granddaughter phoned me and asked how her grandma was. I told her that nothing; had changed and she was still on the respirator. 1 would call the hospital m the morning and would call her beck then. I laid on the bed, and I was angry with Jesus, 1 said to him, “Jesus, I am not going to pray b you tonight In fact I’m not going to pray to you anymore. EITHER YOU DON’T HERE ME OR YOU JUST DON’T CARE!” I laid there, but I could not sleep. 1 looked at the clock on the night stand and it said $ was 2:15 A M. 1 decided w call the hospital again. So l got op and turned on the light so that I could dad the phone- t spoke b the nurse and she told me that she was still on the respirator and listed in stable but critical condition. I hung up the phone and sat thereon the edge of the bed, and all of a sadden. I started b cry. Then I yelled out to Jesus, ‘JEWS, PLEASE HELP HER PLEASE PLEASE, PLEASE!” On the third please. Something strange happened 1 found myself standing next to die reception desk to the recover) room. Standing in front of me was a man with long hair, and a what robe that went down to his ankles. To look at him startled me, because the robe he was wearing was the while* brightest material I have ever seen. I asked myself, ‘What kind of material can that be?” It looked like terrycloth, but it is so bright that it glows, The two wide doors to the recovery room were opened by ptsaestg the large button on Me right hand side of the wall He touched but the doors opened for him and he started to walk forward, down the corridor. For him to find her room, he would have b follow the blue carpet for about 40 ft I was walking behind him. Then

he turned b the orange carpet for about another 40 R. and then back to the blue carpet for about lo ft. Then her room was the second an the left I followed behind him and he knew exactly where to go. As we entered the room, I Wood behind him on the left side He look his right head and held her right band He took his left hand and placed h on her forehead. She opened her eyes and looked directly at tam 1 k stood there for a few minutes, then he laid her band down and walked around to the other side of

her had ad he stood there for a few minutes with his hands folded as if he were playing- Although he was (acing me, l could not see his lace clearly. Everything else in the room was clear.. but not his face. Then he walked around behind me and left the room. 1 followed him back down the corridor. The two doors opened for him Find I followed behind him. He woo on and stood m front of the first elevator. I sopped at the reception desk soil l asked myself, ‘Why would Jesus be taking die elevator? And just at dart moment, he dissapeared and I found myself sitting an the bed with the light still on I said to myself, “OH MY GOD, 1 JUST WALKED WITH JESUS!’ I said to Jesus, Mead: you for helping my wife’ T never expected what happened, dual I would be allowed w witness it. I can’t find the words to describe the way 1 felt when this w&% happening It was like for a few moments of my life, I was to another world (that was so beautiful}. I went out to the kitchen and had a cup of coffee, and than 1 returned to my bedroom and turned off the light In the morning, I awoke and called the hospital. The ours told me that she had good news. My wife was off of the respirator and was sitting up m e chair. I was so ham! The next thing 1 did was call our church and 1 spoke b our Psalm. He said everyone who has had s spiritual c4′ -c has always reflected seeing something very while and very bright. As to why this; could have happened b me he said, “Remember what you told Jesus the night you did not pray b him? (EITHER YOU DON’T HEAR MB OR YOU JUST DON’T CARE!) I k was showing you that he could here you and he did cam’ As b why 1 could not see his face clearly, he mil, ‘No one will ever see his face clearly until after death. For a living person. He wants you to come to him through film..

You may think what you may: BUT AT 2:15 A.M. ON MONDAY, AUGUST 15, 1994,1 WALKED WITH JESUS­True Believers Only

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