There have been several times in my life. When I could say that there was a stronger being. That has stepped into the way. taking control. None that has proven to me that there was that being in charge. His plan for my life was truly the best. All I needed to do was to believe in him. Trusting he would lead me into a life of joy and peace. I was getting ready to retire at 66 1/2 my full benefit age Social Security.. I had many things on my plate to do. This is where my story starts.

It was the beginning of May 2024. I was a Technician working in a Lawn and Garden dealership. May is a busy time and the workload was heavy. I was having trouble with my right shoulder hurting. The pain I was feeling reminded me of a time 30 years ago. When my left shoulder was hurting. That was caused by bone spurs that tore the rotor cup. So I looked for an Orthopedic Doctor. You have to have a referral from a PhD  Doctor first. I do not have one. So I find one, nice guy. Of course, because I am a new patient. He wants to do a physical. It has been a while so why not? What should have taken an hour. took a half day. I ended up in the emergency room wired up to an EKG. They were looking for signs of what may be causing a noise he heard while checking my breathing with his stethoscope. They could not determine what the cause may be.  A referral was given to see a Cardiologist.

I head for the Cardiologist. He too was a nice guy. He was quick and to the point. From his diagnosis he ordered more tests. To verify what he predicted. The tests came back and I was looking at a minimum of a triple bypass. and maybe more. An angiogram was needed to look deeper into the heart. Just in case there was a problem deeper before doing the surgery. The angiogram was canceled by the Insurance company. They requested a stress test first before the angiogram. The Cardiologist was afraid of the arteries that were covered with a large amount of calcium. would blow under the pressure a stress test would cause. The insurance company held their ground. Insurance Companies have a license to steal. It took weeks to get in for a stress test. I lasted two minutes. They wanted me to keep going. I could not. I ended up unconscious heading for the floor. the ladies giving the test had trouble picking me up. When I gained consciousness there were 4 of them holding me on the bed trying to complete the readings for the test. Come to find out. I had a slight heart failure. Lucky for me I stopped before the arteries blew. I left and started home. I was over halfway when I received a call from the cardiologist. He received the report and wanted me back at 4 pm that day. So I did and he gave me the bad report. He wanted me to go to the emergency room and checked in that day. I asked to be able to go home to call my kids who are adults. Just in case they wanted to be there. He said yes and first thing the next day. I checked into emergency at 6 am at 7 am I saw a surgeon and he said he would do the angiogram around 10 am. A problem arose it was very hot and sticky outside and ragbri was going on. There were a lot of people dropping and the air flight rescue was very busy that day. I ended up in a room until the next day. At 6;30 am I was hauled down for the angiogram   Later that day a surgeon in a white coat talked to me. I had 80 % blockage in one artery and further down closer to the heart 93%. The other 2 arteries were 95 % blocked. I was scheduled for an open heart on the 31 of July. The operating room was booked full due to the overflow from ragbri riders in triple digit temps.

On July 31, 2024. They came and rolled me to be prepped for surgery. I remember going down and being prepped. I remember rolling into the operating room. I remember being strapped on the table. I was cold in there. Then the lights went out. Whatever they gave me next thing I knew I was back in the hospital room  They told me I was answering them. When I come out of ICU. I do not remember a thing. You could say that it was a piece of cake and that I did it in my sleep. It was about two days later. I asked for a shower. I got a washcloth to wipe down. On the third day, they wrapped the incision up with a water-proof wrap. After 5 days the surgeon would come around in the morning checking me. He told me I was looking really good. My numbers were looking good. I was up and walking the halls. I was showering by myself. He wanted to know if there was anything they could do for me. I said yes there is. I can do what I am doing here at home Let me go home I can do this cheaper and the food is much better there. Here the food really sucked. He smiled and said you got it. That was at 9 am. It was 6.30 pm when I finally walked out. I think they wanted to charge me for another day.

Where did the Devine Interaction come into play? To begin with, the surgeon that performed the operation, He came from Michigan. He had made plans with the Surgeon here to attend the Iowa State Fair. They were roommates in college and still stayed in touch. This plan was made way before I went there. Remember, I did not remember anything that was told to me coming out of surgery or ICU. It was not until My friend who was there waiting for me to come out. The operation was taking much longer than anticipated. Due to the surprise when they opened me up to get my heart out. The Aorta, the largest artery running over the top of the heart was gone. They did some carving on the heart hoping to find signs of clogging signs. There was none found. They had to do something fast. So the surgeon cut another length of vein out of my leg and found the chamber where it needed to be. The hole that was made was a good fit with no leaks. They closed me back up and my heart was restarted. My friend was telling me this when the surgeon came out and gave them the news. I was under around 8 hours. I had died 2 times then restarted.

That is the Devine Intervention!.
Someone there that lived 2 states away with the knowledge of what to do when you could not find the aorta that was suppose to be there.
Even though he was on vacation. He went to work where his friend worked. To help him catch up so they could spend some time together with their families.
Kept me alive and my recovery was fast!  5 days after a major surgery. I quit taking pain pills on the 5th day!

In my understanding, a superior being took control and answered some prayers.