Kechi had been given
two pints of blood to bring up her blood pressure but it remained low. Her
temperature and heart rate went down slightly, and the sister on duty had sent
for the doctor to take a look at Kechi.
I noticed that Kechi's
eyes were slightly open. I sang to her and read from the scriptures to her. As
I prayed, I told her to keep fighting, we all loved her, Jesus loved her, and
she should believe that she would not die, but would live and testify of the
goodness of God.
I “spoke” to her blood
pressure and commanded it to rise to normal by the authority contained in the
name of Jesus. I knew this would be the case by the time I came for the night
visit.
God did not fail me.
When I came back at night, the blood pressure was normal and her temperature
had come down even more. Wasn't God awesome? I bowed my head in
thanksgiving and praise...
To be continued...
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