Praise!

Last Saturday morning, we were sitting around the living room reading our Bibles when all of a sudden Michael got up, grabbed his heart, and headed for the bathroom. No one noticed this except Kristina. A few minutes later, Michael called me into the bathroom. There he sat, shaking, sweating profusely, and white as a ghost! He said he was having chest pains and for me to call 911, which I did immediately. Minutes later, the ambulance was here whisking my husband off to the hospital.

The girls and I follwed. I called our pastor, and some close friends and asked them to pray. Once we arrived at the hospital, I was taken back to ICU where they had Michael hooked up to all kinds of machines. They were doing blood work, putting in an IV, and doing an EKG.

Our pastors daughter and son came and stayed with the girls out in the waiting room. They were so sweet. They brought us some food and something to drink. It really helped the girls, having their friends there for comfort, and encouragement. Chet & Kelli came from St. Cloud to be with us. It meant so much to me to have all my girls with me during this time. They all left to go get some lunch and then I sent them home. I stayed with Michael.

One of the elders came and stayed with us for a couple hours. He prayed with and for us, and read scripture. It was very comforting and thoughtful.

They monitored Michael for the next 12 hours, doing blood work and updated EKG's. Everything checked out OK and he was released to go home about 9:00 p.m. I never felt so good driving my husband home. The girls were thrilled to have their daddy home.

I am so thankful to have my husband. He is a wonderful, godly man who loves the Lord and his family. I am just so grateful that God allowed him to remain here was us and not take him home.