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New Years Day 2017

New Years Day 2017 A New Year, a New Start St. Francis Hospital Blocked from my memory is a segment of time. (a few days) I retain only angelic sounds from six songs, running not in succession but simultaneously. There may have been more, but these are the ones I heard. 1) Heaven will surely be worth it all, 2) What a lovely name-the name of Jesus, 3) Unclouded Day, 4) In the sweet by and by, 5) Jesus, hold my hand, 6) Will there be any stars in my crown. The music sounded like it was coming from over my bed beyond the ceiling tiles. On Thursday night Pastor Jay and Ernestine were there but neither could hear them. I couldn’t understand why others couldn’t also hear these beautiful sounds and now that the sounds are gone, I’ve come to realize that these sounds were only intended for me. From my ordeal, I’ve had doctors tell me that I shouldn’t be here. That nine out of ten would be dead. I had one young woman step into my room one evening, who thought she had witnessed my death, nearly collapse upon seeing me lying in bed. My time was not yet to be and while I don’t fully understand, I know that God has a work for me to do. Many people who witnessed the ordeal I speak of have told me they were strengthened, and while some may be skeptical, I have bonded with many whom I previously didn’t know; they have declared to me how seeing or hearing of my experience has touched their lives. The Dr. that did the Heart surgery, (Dr. Carabello), was just filling in for Dr. Archer as he had four surgeries that day; He may have been second choice but I know that he was God’s choice. He has seen me many times since and each time he has told me that he was praying for me- What a comfort to hear. Some things I don’t understand, but this I know, the prayers of the Christian people ferried me to the place where I am today. God is good, God is able. A woman Who spent much time in prayer on my behalf said God had shown her seven people that only I might reach and He has given me a burden for some people and some I don’t know why? Many people at the hospital dropped by to shake my hand or share a hug and even Doctors around the hospital referred to me as Superman, Miracle man, The Protected One, and some just called me a fighter. But it hasn’t been about me and will never be as I am just the vehicle God has chosen to use. He knows better than we, what He has placed in the heart of each person. While I may plant, and I may water, only God can bring the harvest. God rolled back the curtains of Heaven and allowed only my ears to behold His Heavenly choir. We thank each one for your support, visits, and offers of help but most of all, for your prayers during this speed bump in my life. Tom

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