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As I was with Moses, so I will be with thee; I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.
Joshua 1:5b

I cannot describe the thoughts that went through my mind when my husband suffered his heart attack. One of the greatest thoughts was that of fear! I was told by the attending doctor that he had at least six blockages. He was going to need bypass surgery, hopefully that day. The surgery would have to be performed in Billings. There were so many things to do before we left for Billings, but I couldn’t bring my mind to focus on what needed to be done. I was told I had 1 ½ hours to prepare for the trip. This meant that the house had to be locked up, suitcases packed, the dog taken care of and calls to be made. As I was trying to pull my mind together, a friend called and asked if I was doing OK. At that point, I broke down and started to cry. She told me we would pray together. When we finished, I hung up the phone and a sudden peace came over me and I knew it was going to be OK.

When we arrived at the hospital in Billings, our daughter was there waiting for us. What a blessing to have her there with us those first few days! The doctor was excellent and we found out he was a Christian. He prayed with my husband before he went into surgery. As it turned out, he had to have a quadruple bypass. When the surgery was finished, he came to the waiting room and prayed with me.

Recovery went very well and we came home a few days later. While in the hospital, I met a real sweet Christian lady. We had prayer together each morning.

The experience of possibly losing my spouse taught me that I need to be faithful in reading the Scriptures and spending time in prayer to God. We don’t know what He has planned for us each day. How very thankful I am that my husband is still with me. What an AWESOME God we have that we can bring all our worries, fears and concerns to Him and He will gently take us by the hand and lead us through all of our trials. God was with me in every aspect of my husband’s surgery! As I am writing this, I am reminded of a song my mother used to sing, “What a wonderful Savior is Jesus, my Jesus. What a wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord.”

Written by
Delma Lebien