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If God brought you to it, God will take you through it.
Praise The Lord and the Saints,
I give honor to Jesus for all he has brought me through. In January of 2003 I took some medication, which was a herb, that contained red clover and it caused me to have an allergic reaction. I was admitted to Marion County Medical Center where I stayed a week. They did not even know what my sickness was or what was really wrong with me. Marion County Medical Center was treating me for chickenpox, something they thought I had.
After a week, Marion County Medical Center transferred me to McLeod Medical Center in Florence because they did not have the proper equipment to help me. If my throat had closed up it would have prevented me from breathing. When I got to McLeod Medical Center they knew what was wrong and how to treat my illness. I was diagnosed with Seven-Johnson Syndrome. My body was blistered as if I was burned.
If you did not know me before my illness you wouldn’t have been able to recognize me. I went through a lot of intense pain. When the nurses changed my wounds they had to give me morphine and other pain medication. For about two weeks I went through this pain. I had insulin administered to me because the medicine I was being giving would cause my sugar to go up. I was to the point where they had to take my blood pressure on my leg because of the wounds on my arms. I was thinking within myself and said, “If I were to die now my family would probably have a closed casket because of how I looked.” My fingers were pricked so much from getting my sugar checked that my skin became dry and begin to peel off.
After being at McLeod Medical Center for about two and a half weeks, they couldn’t do anything else for me. I was then transferred to Regency Hospital. There they begin to use some different medication on my wounds and it was then they begin to heal. I went through therapy for about a week and a half, and then I was sent home to continue to heal. They made an appointment for me to see an eye specialist in Florence. I went there for a week at the most, and they could no longer do anything for my eyes. I was sent to the Medical University in Charleston, South Carolina to see an eye specialist there. At first I had to travel to Charleston every week for about three months. Then the doctor changed it from three months to every three weeks and now it is set up for every six months. The reaction to this medication also affected my eyes. I was left blind in my right eye and my left eye with decreased vision. On my follow-up visit with one of my doctors he told my husband and I that most people don’t walk out the hospital that had a reaction as bad as I did, because it affects the internal organs. The doctor said I was lucky to be alive. Luck has nothing to do with the Lord healing my body; it was his GRACE and MERCY and being BLESSED.
I praise God for all he has done for me and is still doing. Not one time did I complain and question God and ask "why me." The whole time I was in the hospital, I raised my hands to God, praising and thanking him for taking me through. I said "I’m in your care and nobody can help me but you Lord."
Sister Hazel C. Tart
If God brought you to it, God will take you through it.
Praise The Lord!!
I feel that God has truly blessed me to be apart of His Body for a reason. Growing up in the church but not being a part of it was an experience for me. With my rebellious attitude and hard heart, God kept me. When I indulged in the pleasures of this world, He kept me. When I didn't want to go to church , He kept me. When He rescued me so many times and I didn't even say thank you, He kept me. When I didn't even pray or show interest in having a relationship with Him, He loved me. Thank you Jesus!!
I remember turning 13 and things going downhill from there. I can honestly say that between the ages of 13 and 17, my life was miserable. I didn't get involved and started hanging with the wrong crowd but the wrong person. It just happened to be an older boy that no one could tell me didn't love me. Everyone else saw him for who he really was except me. I was one of the daughters that wouldn't listen to my mother or grandmother. I wouldn't listen to family and friends, nor would I listen to his trying to tell me what he was about without really telling me. I can't say that I would've listened to them either because all I saw was what the enemy wanted me to see. I satisfied flesh not realizing it was trying to kill me. I was going to end up killing myself but I had to learn the hard way, instead of from someone else's experiences.
After getting my first job at 15, graduating from High School and moving out, I figured it was time to live the life that I had been waiting for. It didn't take me long, and I thank God , to realize that the life was getting old, quick. I was wasting my time on my so called boyfriend, the late nights at the clubs, staying angry with everyone that voiced their concerns, even family that was praying for me. The worst experience, I think I went through during that time was being drug by a car driven by my so-called boyfriend. I had become pregnant also but, that didn't even matter. The incident left me with scars so bad that my mother didn't even recognize me in the emergency room.
One day I found myself in a situation that I wanted to get out of but couldn't. The spirit of pride was over riding the mind to want to change and do better. I had to cry out to God for myself because I wanted to change. I needed to change but I knew I couldn't do it on my own. What a merciful God we serve!! He gave me my face back, preserved my life, allowing me to be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of my sins when I was 8 months pregnant, and later God blessed me with the Holy Ghost. God blessed my child to come forth healthy and gave him the mind, knowledge and understanding to want to be baptized at the age of 6. Not only that, but he blessed me with a wonderful husband and two more beautiful children. God has done more than enough for me!! He delivered me from the mess I was in, placed me in His family, and keeps on blessing me. I no longer think if I knew then, what I know now. Instead I move forward because He didn't save me to live in the past. I pray that God helps me to be who He wants me to be while settling me in His Word. Without Jesus I know there is no me and so I thank Him for being everything. I thank Him for His truth that never changes and for making a way for me to be saved through the one and only Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior forever!!
Sister Shayla Campbell
If God brought you to it, God will take you through it.
Brother Archie Crawford,
along
with Laverne Page, supervised crew workers during the construction
period
of our new edifice. Brother Crawford served as our foreman
superintendent
over the project. Brothers of the church and community helpers
assisted
with this project. In spite of obstacles, the work continued and
the
building began to take form. After the roof was completed,
Brother
Crawford was coming down, lost his balance and fell off the roof to the
ground. He broke his wrist and crushed both knees. The
devil thought
the work would stop, but God blessed the men to continue the
work. Through
this accident, God restored Brother Crawford back unto the fellowship
of the
church, where he is faithful in attending services and says he loves to
read the
bible. Truly, this was a miracle from God. Brother Crawford
expressed a strong desire to return to work at the new church even
while being
confined to a wheelchair for a brief period of time. The Lord has
blessed
him to regain use of his legs. Thank you
Jesus
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