Don't Ever Be Too Tired To Pray

Well, I can truly say this is a wonderful morning and I thank God for another day. Last night was definately an eyeopener! I was enjoying a bowl of soup with Wayne while he was reading to me from the Bible what the preacher had preached on Sunday morning.
One moment I took a spoon of soup, the next minute I was standing up gasping for air. There was no air to be had. I could not breathe in. Now that I look back I can see the humor in how we much have looked to an outsider. I was notchoking, I could not breathe, I was trying to suck air in and there was none and I was making this awful noise. Wayne was beating me on the back, trying to do that thing you do when you think someone has choked on food, leaning me over the couch punching me in the back, opening the front door to get fresh air, gasping making this awful noise. What the neighbors must have thought I canonly imagine. After a long time I was able to take in a very small amount of air, Wayne had called 911, I peeded all over myself, still trying to just get an ounce of breath, gradually it got a little better, very little, but better. The ambulance and firetruck came, I can breathe some better by that time, but not normal. Long story short, they take me to the hospital, drip, oxygen, cat scan and the doctor tells me he does not knowwhat it is. Some kind of spasm. Cat scan shows no tumor, no entangling of my vocal cords or any obstruction at all. My voice is just about gone, had a breathing treatment, no coughing of any kind. I ask him what can I do when it happens again and he says try to stay calm and do not get upset. HELLO>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
ha ha Well, this morning I am a very blessed, happy woman. I look at Wayne and I know I need him and he needs me. I think the devil is trying to take me out because he sees where God is doing a thing in Wayne. Sunday night we had a strong conversation about the necessity of praying in tongues, he can't "understand" the need, the reason, .........wants to understand. I got so frustrated because I am not smart enough to explain and share answers to him. So I just out loud in the car said"Ok God, I can't explain this tongue thing to Wayne so he can understand, make sense out of it. He needs to know it is a gift, a very important gift not to be taken lightly. So please send someone that can explain it to him" This morning I turned the tV and Creflo Dollar was on saying "Do you not pray in tongues when you know how, when you can. Do you just not see the need to pray in tongues" Well, I turned it up, ask Wayne to sit down beside me and we sat there and listened together. I just cried because I know God was answering my prayer and had sent someone to talk with Wayne. So gang, God does hear us, He loves us and He is there for us. This is what I want to share with you, not only did He let me breathe again He spoke to Wayne. How awesome is our God. Thank you all for being there for me and pray praying for me. God heard your prayers. Don't ever think your prayers are not important. I covet everyone of them. Gotta go for now. Love you all more than I can tell you. Love mom