Bruce and I used to party together as teenagers, but we had gone our separate ways. I got word that he was dying. The family told me, “Come and say goodbye.” Bruce was on machines to force him to breathe. By the time I arrived, they had taken the tubes out of his throat and he was on a mask. My friend from high school was barely able to talk.
I asked him, “What is it that you want?”
“I want to walk out of here.”
“Mind if I pray for you?”
I spoke to his lungs and his heart and asked God to release new lungs and a new heart from heaven. It didn’t seem like much happened while I was there, but three days later they released him! He went to a rehab center, he is breathing without oxygen, and his heart is recovering well.
Thank You, Jesus!