God's help in a time of severe illness

One evening in the fall of 1994, I was suddenly incapacitated with chest pains. I was unable to move or breath normally. My husband, John, helped me get to bed and get quiet. I was trembling and scared.

I knew I needed to be calm so I could turn wholeheartedly to God. Relying on God for healing was natural to me, because doing so had always brought good results. I wanted to turn to Him as a child turns to a parent—because that's where comfort is. And I expected His help.

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