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I watched as her chest moved up and down with the respirator. It was breathing for her, and I wondered how long after the machine stopped would her chest cease to move. Debbie was only thirty-three years old, and it seemed impossible that this was happening. Kathie had her head on her mother’s chest when she stopped breathing and the monitor went flat. She screamed, Mommy, Mommy, please don’t leave me!
In that instant, the monitor started up again, as if Debbie had turned at hearing her daughter’s cry and was coming back. For two weeks after her death, I had experienced such an abundance of God’s Grace, it allowed me to minister to others.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I watched as her chest moved up and down with the respirator. It was breathing for her, and I wondered how long after the machine stopped would her chest cease to move. Debbie was only thirty-three years old, and it seemed impossible that this was happening. Kathie had her head on her mother’s chest when she stopped breathing and the monitor went flat. She screamed, Mommy, Mommy, please don’t leave me!
In that instant, the monitor started up again, as if Debbie had turned at hearing her daughter’s cry and was coming back. For two weeks after her death, I had experienced such an abundance of God’s Grace, it allowed me to minister to others.