Thank The Lord For Every Breath You Take!
It was cold at 2:00 am on Sunday morning. The warm light from the lights in the house surrounded Ruth's waving figure in our front door. I mustered the strength to wave back as I was rolled into the ambulance.
It was a joint decision. After one week of being COVID-19 positive, I was having difficulty moving my body and being responsive to Ruth. I was more than we could handle. So, she called 911.
Riding in the ambulance at arriving at the hospital was very much like being under His wings. Lots of doctors. Lots of nurses. Lots of Techs. Lots of the cleaning crew.
On Saturday, after two weeks in the hospital, I was released. Alive.
Ruth & Peter drove me home. The house was still there. I was breathing. Talk about being blessed!
You are also blessed! From every breath and every step that you take, you are blessed.
Remember your blessings this Thanksgiving and every moment of your life.
