As I was sitting, on the side,of the hospital bed. Surrounded by Nurses,saying my last words and watching, my oxygen drop from 50 to 30. I told,one of the nurses, to tell my family, I love them,and that I was,sorry for worrying them so much. And that I was going to a better place. They was trying, to comfort me,by rubbing my back saying, “it’s going to be alright”. I was tired of fighting. As my oxygen hit number one. My last word was, “I’m gone”. I died. But,I survived. Yes,i escaped,death. I was so thankful.
*If you think you don’t have to be thankful for what you receive, be thankful for what you escape. Thank God, for what could have happened, but didn’t because of His swift grace. What do you have to say, unto the Lord today, for His mercies over you and your family?*