Praise the Lord Phil. God is showing Everet that he will take care of it and he will be praising the Lord. -- Prayer is the bridge between panic and peace. Karen Carter '74 -------------- Original message -------------- > Over the last couple of weeks, things were kind of hectic at our > house. Sandy went for her normal annual mammogram. The next > week, the doctor called and said she had to return because there > were some anomalies that showed up in the mammogram. She returned > and had another mammogram, followed by an ultra sound, which > showed at least one lump. A few days later she went in to have it > biopsied with ultra sound equipment guiding the procedure. As > most of you know, Sandy had cancer, a malignant melanoma, about > six years ago. They removed the growth, she went through > interferon treatments for 12 months, and she now has an excellent > report on her health. Yet, when these things happen, it can't > help but stir up old memories. We prayed about these things in > our Friday night prayer meetings. My son, Everett, had a vision, > or something like it one night, and told all of us what you are > about to read below. My son asked that this be read by as many > people as I know so I thought echurch would like to read about it. > Sandy has told me that she has talked to our son in detail about > what he saw, as far as the shape was, and it seems to match > exactly what the doctor described in the ultra sound. All of this > seemed to happen so quickly, and we felt caught off guard, that it > seemed there wasn't much time to post anything to echurch at the > time. Plus, other things were going on at the same time and it > just didn't get posted to the list. > > From: Everett and Donna Scovell > Sent: Tuesday, March 29, 2005 9:27 PM > Subject: it's GONE. > > As I was praying for my mom with her near brush with cancer again, > I had a vision and in the vision we walked through the hallways > following these dots so we would know where to go. We ended up > in a room where my mom was laying on a metal table. When I say > we, I don't know who we are, I just know I was not alone. A > bright light appeared and a hand came out and reached into my mom > and pulled out a very funny shaped black object, what I would > call a rock, and held it over her chest. I kept asking GOD what > this meant but he didn't tell me at the time. Easter Sunday I > was driving home from my in-laws and saw the same thing again and > asked the same thing but still nothing. Tuesday we were cleaning > and listening to worship music. While I was listening, I was > really getting into the music, and a worshiping spirit, so I > stopped and started to focus on GOD, and I saw the same vision > again, this time I didn't ask anything, I just watched as it got > further and further away till it was a spec and then gone and then > I heard a voice say, "IT'S GONE." > > > Phil C Sharp > The Coil Of The snake > A Free Online E-Novel > www.SafePlaceFellowship.com