Praise the Lord Phil.  God is showing Everet that he will take care of it and he will be praising the Lord.

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Prayer is the bridge between panic and peace.
Karen Carter '74



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> 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
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