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These past few weeks my pen has been silent. There was a family emergency that took priority over everything in my life. Family is the most important thing on earth other than my relationship with God. When tragedy strikes, family comes together for love and support that is like none other.
A week ago this past Wednesday, I was coming off of a very sick day of a stomach virus. Early that morning, I got a call from Stef saying her mom, my first cousin, had been taken by ambulance to the emergency room. The text said, 911, call me. As I later found out, we almost lost Sharmon, at least twice. Here is how the story unfolds.
For the past few weeks, Sharmon had noticed a shortness of breath. She kept thinking it would go away. Along with that problem, her leg began swelling and it became increasingly more difficult each day to walk. The week of October 22 was our family reunion and plans had been made for Sharmon and her son Austin to come to my house and spend that weekend with me and our family. However, the pain in her leg and difficulty in breathing made it impossible for Sharmon to make the trip.
Wednesday morning, it all came to a head. Sharmon got up to let the dogs out and barely made it back to her bed. She was struggling for air. Breathing was labored. A call to 911 and an ambulance ride later, she was in the emergency room at Baylor. Tests and ct scans came back that there were three rather large blood clots, one in each lung and one pressing on the right side of her heart, which was causing the left side to overcompensate and bulge out.
A high risk medicine was introduced to her body and the main objective was that this medicine was to break up those clots. In doing so, a part of one of the clots blocked the air passage of the lungs and not once but twice, Sharmon had to be revived. She told me she knew she was dying.
All this time, people all over the United States were praying for my sweet cousin. You see, her parents were pastors in a little town in East Texas for over 47 years. The family has many connections with people of faith and that know how to get in touch with God. So our Lord was being talked to about Sharmon while her life was hanging in the balance. God heard our cries and answered our prayers. Something gave way and she could breathe again.
She wasn’t out of the woods yet. The high risk medicine had some awful side effects, including bleeding of the brain and stroke. Sharmon was in ICU from Wednesday till Saturday evening and was finally moved to a regular room. The doctors were in awe. The pulmonary specialist repeatedly reminded Sharmon of the miracle that took place. You see, with x-rays on her leg, they had found a blood clot that extended from her knee to her ankle. When she was stable, they put a filter in to catch any potential clots that may break away from that large one.
She is a double miracle because you see, six years ago, the very same thing happened one Sunday morning at her house. We were all there getting ready for church and we heard her scream for Stef. By the time we had gotten back to her room, she was pale and not breathing. Stef began to plead the blood of Jesus for her mother. Shortly, Sharmon gasp and was able to breathe. She was taken to the hospital and the x-rays showed where a blood clot had been blocking the passage, but for some reason, burst into tiny pieces. Those tiny pieces were still in her lungs, but we know that God burst the clot. Even then, she was told she was a miracle. One doctor said, “The Man up stairs just wasn’t ready for you yet.”
So you see, she has survived twice, what most people don’t survive the first time. Sharmon has a third chance at life, a gift from God. She wakes up every day now with a thankfulness in her heart to be able to just breathe. Many of us take the little things for granted. It’s human nature to just assume that there will be a tomorrow. We aren’t promised a new sunrise. Only by the mercy and grace of our Lord, Jesus Christ, are we given a new day.
Today’s post has no links to merchandise, there’s nothing to sell. I just wanted to publically thank God for giving me back my cousin and for keeping our family together and safe. He has done so much for me, I cannot tell it all. My worst day with Jesus, beats my best day lost in this world. Without Him, I’d be like a ship without a sail. He is my everything! Our family owes Him a debt we cannot pay. Thank you Jesus for your mercy and love for us.
Until next time, B# and God Bless!!!
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