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On July 27,2009 my husband was in a motorcycle accident.We were at a sweet spot in life,We had faced many trials in our life.We were hosting a homegroup doing a study with the group.This study was on prayer a DVD series by pastor Jim Cymbala . We were to do the very last lesson how to start a prayer ministry in your church.
You see my life stopped so it seems at this point in time It was 1:15 when I called my husbands cell and the church secretary answered, my heart dropped my breathing was tough .I knew my best friend my partner in ministry was down,I knew He wasn't wearing a helmet and was told he most likely would not make it.
He was flown to Dartmouth medical center in Lebanon NH . I couldn't reach my children who are all adults at this time. Besides my 22 year old son who sat by me speechless.I cried out to the Lord immediately this living God who had never failed me ever.
I was surrounded by family and church members within the next 2 hours.These church members filled the rooms around me ,I couldn't feel the temperature I couldn't feel anything I was numb. I knew these people were here because they loved me but they were the ones that seemed to be taking my breath away.
I couldn't get to my family and so desperately needed to.
The doctor came into the room and said she needed to operate to remove the bone to allow His brain to swell and even then he might die.I had to decide his fate in seconds would i make the right choice or would i ever see him again? would I hear his voice?The one I heard every morning reading to me from the bible and praying with me every morning?