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Crying. We may not always realize it, but He is there and He is with us every step of the way.
Today, I heard about the loss of my friend's friend (I didn't know her) but passed pretty suddenly after her aorta tore, unexpectedly. That's the reason I had open heart surgery in 2012, normally there are no symptoms for it but somehow my God allowed me to have chest tightness that led me to the ER by ambulance and about 24 hours later, they found an aortic aneurysm. I had surgery about 20 days later and was saved. I was fortunate.
Today, I've sat here and thought, why did you choose to save me, Lord? Why not this woman? She also had two small children at home. Why me? Why not her? I don't have the answer as to why she was taken today, but it has been confirmed to me that I have a purpose. I am a walking miracle and I have so much to be thankful for, but I'm writing this to tell you, if you are breathing right now, if you have a pulse, you also have a purpose. We all have a purpose. Everyday that I wake up, I am thankful for another day of life, but hearing this news today, has made me much more grateful. I am so sad for her kids and husband, I'm sad for the rest of their family and have been praying for them all day. It hit close to home with hearing the words "that could have been you" it really could have. In reality, it could be any of us. We should live everyday of our lives to the fullest, live with joy in our hearts, live on a mission to serve Him and do all the task He has assigned for us to do.
I hope and pray this post encourages you, pushes you into your calling, strengthens you and reminds you, you DO have a purpose here and don't ever doubt it. Our God needs each one of us, we all have unique callings to fulfill.
Do you know your calling? If not, post a comment or message me. I would love to pray with you or for you.
Also, please keep this family in prayer, they are going through something that was completely unexpected and I can't imagine the pain.
Love and blessings,
Lynette Colon
