Jan 14, 2005
I like to share with you an experience I had in the hospital;
On the day of my surgery an orderly came to pick me up. I was going to get out of bed. But he said "No, no, you just relax in the bed and I will wheel you out".
I thanked him and thought: "What a nice man!". He had dark skin, and very kind eyes. Before we went he said: "I'll straighten your blankets, after all, you are going for a ride".
As we came to the operating room he gave me a warm blanket and put a green covering over my hair.
While we were waiting he said:
"You will be all right, you are in good hands."
I nodded.
After a while he said:
"He, up there," (pointing his finger upward,) "He is with you!"
"Do you love Him?" I asked
"Oh yes" , he said, "Jesus means so much to me!"
I responded: "You have no idea what it means to me, hearing you say that. For, you know, my family could not come because of the snowstorm. Although I am not nervous and very much at peace, yet you re-assure me that He is with me."
Then he continued to tell me:
"That nurse there, she loves the Lord and she will be with you; I am not allowed in the operating room, but in the next room I will be praying for you."
He helped the staff to put me on the operating table and promised he would be there when I woke up. And he was! He was such a comfort to me. The following day he came to my room once , and I have not seen him since.
I have never been so comforted by anyone. I call him my angel, sent by God!
Trudy
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