This evening I went to the hospital to visit one of the saints and I got stuck in the elevator..... I didnt panic I seized the opportunity to do ministry. There was 1 woman and myself so, I said, I think we are stuck, the elevator isnt moving. I pressed the bottom for the fire department and he said, stay right there we will be there shortly, we laughed and I said, Im afraid I cant go anywhere if I wanted too. She called her mom to let her know she was alright. The young, Caucasian women began to share her life story with me that her father was diagnosed with the big C. I told her about a man named Jesus who can carry her through every Euroclydon wind that blows her way. All of a sudden the doors opened and closed really quick. We were unable to exit so I stated, God has a sense of humor. She said, God said, our conversation isnt over. A few minutes afterward the firemen arrived and let us out. Thank you Jesus. That was some type of experience. It is nothing like in the movies, there are no vents in the ceiling to exit; only bright lights. We hugged and bid each other farewell.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 01:16:26 +0000
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