Hello Phil and all,
When Larry got sick the doctors gave him a 60 40 percent chance of not 
surviving I prayed to God and asked Lord if it is your will then please let 
him live but if not then please don't let him suffer or linger.  He was in a 
coma for three and a half months.  We had been through a miserable time 
together and due to those circumstances there was no other choice than 
divorce.  I do not believe in divorce but after much prayer and a lot of 
agonizing it was the only course of action I could take.
As I said, I prayed for Larry and knew that he was going to live no matter 
what doctors said.  I had those goosebumps and it was an awesome feeling. 
My friends kept trying to prepare me for the worst but they could not 
convince me because the Lord gave me a very peaceful feeling about it all. 
I knew he would have a long hard struggle but I knew he would live.
He went to visit his daughter he was sick when he left and would not allow 
me to take him to the doctor and wouldn't even let his friends take him to 
see the doctor.
Anyway I was being led to go to Mississippi where he was in the hospital.  I 
had no money to make the trip and no possible way to borrow it.  If I had 
borrowed the money, I had no clue when I could repay the money and yet I was 
beside myself because the Lord was saying I want you to go to Mississippi. 
Finally out of frustration and desperation I said well Lord if you want me 
to go can you tell me where to get the money.  It was like I hit a brick 
wall as if he were saying it is none of your business.
After a little time passed I again out of frustration said Lord how can I do 
it I have no money!  Then I said okay Lord Jesus if you want me to go then 
you have to help me find the money and at that very moment the feelings I 
had were well, it is about time you asked for my help, what do you think I 
have been waiting here for?  Again goosebumps in bountiful supply.
About 30 minutes later I realized one of Larry's closest friends probably 
did not know about his illness.  I was going to call her when he first got 
sick but was embarrassed and could not make the call.  Anyway I made the 
call and told her of his illness.  The first thing out of her mouth was are 
you going to see him?  I said no I can't I do not have the money.  Her next 
question would you go if you had the money?  I answered yes I would go but 
there is no money and no prospects of getting any either.
Then she said would you go if I gave you the money, my reply no I would not 
let you give it to me!
Okay she said would you go if I loaned it to you?  I was pushed into a 
corner either I had to do a lot of explaining of the previous events or I 
would have to accept her offer.
I wanted to be honest with her so I started to explain the events that had 
taken place, the unfaithfulness, the lies and deceitfulness and the fact 
that he had forced me to file bankrupsy. Then I was grilled with difficult 
and painful questions, all fair questions, but I really did not feel like 
discussing all of it at that time.  She finally said are you sure he was 
unfaithful and are you sure that he lied?  I felt anger rising inside but 
the Lord Jesus calmed me and gave me this wonderful peaceful feeling again 
and I answered yes I am sure I am telling you the truth but it is your 
choice whether you believe me or not.  She said she believed me and we hung 
up the phone.
She called back and we had several more conversations and again a rapid fire 
of questions and I said Lord what can I do I don't want to be rude but she 
is making me angry!  He said in a very loving manner be patient with her, 
answer her questions and I will help you.  So I answered the same questions 
so many times and as he said he did help me.
She loaned me the money, I bought the ticket went to Mississippi and spent a 
week in the intensive care waiting room where they provided a chair that 
reclined, a blanket, and a pillow.
It looked pretty hopeless and the doctor said I have done all I can do the 
rest is up to him.  What are his chances of survival the doctor said maybe 
20 percent.  I told the doctor you left out the most important component of 
this picture!  The doctor was a little surprised and asked what is that?  I 
said our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  There was a long hesitation and he 
said well you are right, keep praying for him.
The
I was sitting in the waiting room and I was wide awake but my eyes were 
closed.  I was praying and I saw this coffinrolled up and stopped in front 
of me.  I know it was an angel that I saw in beautiful white clothing and 
light all around him.  I asked Lord if it be thy will let Larry live but if 
notplease take him but please don't let him suffer.  The angel had been 
kneeling, he rose, the coffin rolled away, and I could see the image of a 
figure, the brightest and most beautiful figure I have ever seeen and he 
told me I will let him live.
I knew he would live and I had the most peaceful feeling I ever had in my 
life.  Goosebumps all over my body and I knew that the Lord had truly 
communicated with me.
It had been a difficult situation with Larry for a long time and I was 
having trouble forgiving him and I knew it was imperative to forgive but I 
was not doing well with it.  Our Lord is so wonderful and he can truly make 
everything right in our lives if we can be still and let him work in our 
lives.

Yours in Christ
Virgie

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, May 28, 2006 8:35 PM
Subject: Goose bumps


>I have been doing some google searches today on goose bumps, which is often
> now spelled as one word, but I was wondering about it.  Why?  Well, I know
> it can occur due to fear one might suddenly experience and that fear can
> come in many types.  Of course, everybody has probably experienced goose
> bumps when listening to music you really like.  Try, however, generating 
> the
> goose bump feeling and physical response by just thinking about doing it. 
> I
> don't think it is possible or at least I have never heard of anybody 
> saying
> they could make it happen just by thought alone.  Anyhow, I was sitting at
> my computer a few minutes ago and thinking about the greatness and power 
> of
> God.  I can't remember why I was thinking that way but something came to
> mind, I stopped what I was doing, and just sat and thought about God for a
> few seconds.  I bet it wasn't even more than 10 seconds.  I smiled when, 
> in
> my thoughts, I realized, based upon whatever it was I was thinking about,
> how big God was.  Suddenly, I began tingling all over just like I have 
> when
> listening to music that I thought was really cool for some reason.  I have
> tried capturing these goose bump moments, forcing my mind to immediately
> focus on what was happening to me at the moment, and I have noticed that I
> am at a level of sudden keen awareness of emotions.  Not my emotions but 
> the
> person doing the music, for example, and that it is almost as if I can 
> feel
> their emotional input to the music.  Wow.  I can't believe this but it 
> just
> happened again as I talked about it.  sometimes it occurs when we suddenly
> are chilled and my air conditioner is running but I am not cold.  Have you
> ever consider the emotions of the Creator?  I mean, the one who gave us
> emotions in the first place.  What do you bet that the emotions we have 
> are
> very similar to the feelings of God.  Say, there is a title for a good
> theological book.  The Feelings of God.  Interesting.  Or I suppose it 
> could
> be called the Goose Bumper.  Publishers are using all types of weird 
> titles
> now I have noticed.  So, have you had goose bumps, or goose flesh, or 
> goose
> pimples when praying or thinking about God?  By the way, the sensation I
> just experience while typing this and was trying to describe what I was
> thinking about God?  The goose bumps started at my head, flashed down my
> arms and clear down my legs.  Normally it just occurs on my arms.
> Apparently the term comes from what a plucked goose, or perhaps chicken,
> skin looks like, or feels like to the touch.  This reminds me of an old
> joke.  Do you know what you get when you cross a chicken with a banjo?  A
> bird that can pluck itself.  I told my dentist that one day when he was
> getting ready to drill on me.  He busted out laughing and so did his
> assistant standing on the other side of me.  He said, Phil, I'm not for 
> sure
> what that means.  I told him I didn't know what it meant either but I 
> heard
> it on a children's program on TV one day that my kids were watching so the
> joke had to be ok.
>
> Phil.
>
>
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