Had a Rough Weekend

Well.... I had a rough weekend.  Either had food poisioning or the flu.  Either way, I ended up in an ambulance after collapsing at home.  My son, who is only 13, called 911 and took control. My good wife was in Chicago... she felt guilty for not being home... I understand the feeling... but she is the GREATEST wife in the world to me and God had His hand on me as I got to witness my youngest son take action on my behalf when I was down and out.

Now I know that I have two sons that can think on their feet. One, a pilot, has proven that over and over.  My youngest, as I said only 13, took control when he had too and handled it calmly and effectively. 

God answered my prayer as I got sicker and sicker.  Fading fast, I called out to God to put into motion the people that I needed to save me.  I was a firefighter/emt years ago.... so I know that I was in a sad state.  I needed my youngest son, who was the only one home with me at the time, to take over.  But first, he needed to wake up.  It was 5am when I got sick.  He is a sound sleeper.... so when I called to him in a very weak state, I wondered if he would hear me.  He did!  He came to my rescue!  I had bashed my head on the floor when I fainted from being very dehydrated from my sickness.  I had no strength to get to a phone.  I was fading in and out when the ambulance got there. I was so week.  I was saved from a possible stroke, or worse, by my Billy and the medics. 

Only weeks ago I spoke with him about calling 911 if Mom, or his brother Steve, or he, or I ever needed help.  It is wise to work with your children to train them in life's unexpected events.  Needless to say, I thank God for the wisdom to train Billy, and for his calm and controlled action.

Today I feel pretty good... almost as good as new.  See the doc tomorrow.  Hope to be fully mended by morning.

A verse from God's word that glorifies Him: Proverbs 22: 6  'Train up a child in the way he should go and, when he is old, he will not depart from it.'