I can still hear the Cardiologist’s voice telling my husband that he had less than three months to live…” You need to go home and put your affairs in order.” He said. These kind of words will force you one direction or the other…either it plummets you into sadness, anxiety, and depression, or it sends you running to the Lord seeking peace and healing. I must confess that for the first weeks, my life was on hold…waiting. But as the weeks became months, I realized that God had done a mighty miracle before my very eyes. Now, sixteen years later, this once doomed man celebrates his birthday, keenly aware that but for God, this would not be happening.