Saved Once Again

In 2019 I was swallowing ant-acid tablets by the hand full. My son Karl wanted me to go see the doctor, but I refused. A few months later, Karl was sleeping. He woke up and a voice in his head said, “Go check on your mother.” Karl got out of bed and came to the cottage where I lived and found me passed out in the bathroom.

Karl called 911. They took me to hospital and told me I was bleeding internally and would die without a transfusion. So, I got the transfusion, but if it were not for God’s voice in my son’s head I would not be alive today. My son and I struggle a lot because we are too much alike, but we both believe in Jesus and can tell when God is talking to us.