Post by AutumnGrace on Sept 12, 2017 0:49:50 GMT -5
This portion was put into 6 parts because of the number of God's miracles surrounding this event.
Encephalitis Meningitis.... Pt 1
Years ago I was living in AZ and working at a truck stop. I began to experience sever headaches, sharp pains behind my ear, especially when I turned my head slightly. I went to the local clinic and seen a new doctor in town that I had heard good reports about. He seemed to care and he prescribed a low dose penicillin.
The penicillin helped so I could work with the pain, however it did not completely cure the problem. I returned to the clinic to see him again. This time I saw a different doctor who informed me the other doctor was no longer at the clinic. Stating he had left and moved away.
The new doctor checked me and told me the other one prescribed the wrong medicine. So he gave me a prescription for different type and sent me on my way.
After this, the pain got worse daily, while taking this new (non-penicillin type) medicine. It got to the point where my eyes were hurting from the slightest light and I resulted to wearing sunglasses so I could cook diner for my children, then returning to a dark room..I looked like death warmed over. It got so bad that I could not endure it at work anymore.
A friend, who was renting half of a room in our trailer by bunking with my son, begin to get worried. He watched my condition continue to go downhill. He was concerned because when he was younger he told me that he had a classmate who had meningitis. He visited her and she looked like I did. Her symptoms were like mine. He proceeded to convinced me to go back to the clinic that afternoon. He went along with me.
We tried to talk to the doctor who I had seen on the 2nd appointment time, but the doctor was offended my friend suggested that he check me for meningitis. Doc 2 laughed it off and said he did not to want to see me if I still had pills left. So we left.
My friend was furious, I was weak & sick. We picked up my children and headed for a hospital in Tucson, the nearest large town. My friend was driving fast, he was frantic about my condition. I was in no condition to get him to slow down because I was laying in the back seat half dead. Needless to say, we were pulled over for the speeding by the police. When the officer heard the story and took one look at me, he decided to give us an escort to the nearest hospital.
The emergency staff took me right in and gave me a spinal tap. They found out I had encephalitis meningitis and admitted me into the hospital.
OUR FATHER GOD LOVES US SO MUCH HE MAKES THINGS HAPPEN & OFTEN USES OTHERS TO BRING IT ABOUT. THANK YOU FATHER!
Part 2
The night I was admitted into the Hospital at Tucson I went into a coma. Ys my coming there was that close! I do not remember any of this night. Nevertheless that did not leave me clueless. I received a dream I will never forget.
I was in an old watermill overlooking a raging river. There was a man standing beside me who had his hand on my shoulder. Even though I never saw his face I knew who He was.
The river was rapidly moving downstream when suddenly it turned blood red. Floating in the red waters were heads of people bobbing up and down, moving very rapidly with the currant.
I remember crying and wanted to do something but I was too far up in the water mill to reach them. The man behind me said very calmly and in matter of fact tone, "These represent the lost ones because no one thought they were important enough to tell about the Life they could have in Me. Will you tell them?"
I remember frantically ruining down the cliff and calling out to them. But the cliff’s edge was still too high to reach the people. My heart was breaking watching them drown in a river of blood. I tried calling out to them but they could not hear me. That was all I remember.
Pizza dream? I do not think so. I believe the Lord wanted to take this moment in time to impress upon me to share His Gospel with everyone I can before it is too late. He gave me a real vivid burden.
Since then I have tried to do this. Anyone who meets me will get introduced to Jesus during our conversation. I will continue this quest for the rest of this life I am allowed to live here on earth. It is a mission we all have.
(see Mark 16:15-18 & Matthew 28:19 & 20 & there are more)
OUR FATHER GOD LOVES HIS CHILDREN SO MUCH TO GIVE US DIRECTIONS TO KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD DO. WE ONLY HAVE TO OBEY.
Part 3
When I awoke from the coma my first recollection was as follows:
I think I must have blinked my eyes because I remember seeing a silhouette against the curtain of my friend dear friend Dale who was like a brother to me, who lived back in MI. I vocally mumbled, "I must be dead and saying my last goodbyes".
Dale spoke, "No, you are alive, I am here Mary."
Those words startled me awake. There by my bedside stood my friend Dale and my other friend who had brought me to the hospital.
I remember reaching up and touching my head, my hair was all sticky. Dale said "I will comb it for you,” and he proceeded to comb each section carefully. As he did he told me, “I have been waiting all day for you to wake up!" He also explained that I had an EEG the night before. It was the reason there was goo in my hair.
My other friend went and told the nurse I was awake. She walked in and acted happily surprised walked to see me awake. She told me I had been in a coma for 22 hours and these brothers never left my side.
I felt very confused because Dale was in Michigan the last I knew and now here he was attempting to comb out my hair. He informed me that he was sitting on the floor near my bed telling me to wake up all day and praying.
Those moments were foggy. I had no recollection of when the other friend left or where my children were. I guess I remember Dale and his words to me because he really was not supposed to be there. The shock of this fact made me remember this part of waking up as if it were yesterday. Or maybe the Lord simply wanted me to remember how He brought a friend long distance to wake me up.
Later Dale and I conversed about how he even got to be there, but first I had to eat something and get my mind out of the fog before he could share this amazing story with me:
Dale said when he went to work two days ago he got the most powerful feeling to quit his job and hitchhike to where ever God took him. Since the feeling was so overwhelming, he did just that. The rides lead him to Phoenix, AZ. I lived in a town east of Tucson. Dale simply asked God if he could go visit me since he was in the same state. He felt it was a yes. So he hitchhiked to where I was living and walked into the truck-stop where i worked. He knew I worked midnights and thought he would find me there. When he did not see me he inquired of a co-worker of mine where he could find me. He knew my address but this was an unfamiliar town. The waitress was a friend of mine and flipped out. She knew he was close like a brother from my talks and here he was in the restaurant. She explained I was sick and taken to the hospital in Tucson the day before.
When her shift ended she gave him a ride to the hospital. Which put him there the morning after I entered a coma.
Dale sat on the floor by my bedside and told me he would call me by my name, “Mary wake up, Mary it’s time to get up. Wake up Mary.” He repeated these word to me all day and I woke up in the early evening.
God sent Dale to wake me up. I do not know how that strikes you, but it is pretty humbling and amazing to me. God knew I would need help and He brought a friend over 2000 miles to me to shock me awake. What a loving Father! He knew before I was in the hospital that a coma would happen and he was already working on a way to wake me up.
OUR FATHER LOVE HIS CHILDREN SO MUCH HE WILL GO TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH TO HELP THEM.
Part 4
After the wake up! Life went back to normal for most. My friend Dale went back home. My renter friend went back to work. My children back to school. I was left 1 1/2 hours away in a room at the end of a dead end hall where I saw no one, I barely seen any staff. I was connected to tubes feeding me penicillin into my arm. I felt stuck and not just with the needles!
Today I would have called it a blessing. Spend all my time in the Scriptures & prayers. Enjoy a good inspirational book! I read the Bible back then too, but for some reason I could not adjust to my circumstance. Being left alone without any contact with my children and rarely seeing even a nurse left me feeling abandoned & lonely.
The meds were to stay flowing in my system for 2 weeks straight. At the end of the first week, my team of doctors were willing to send me back to my small town clinic to finish the 2nd week of penicillin. I arrived by car carrying my IV, with strict orders to continue for another week.
Remember the doctor who was offended? He was not happy to see me. I was in the clinic's ward for 2 days and he released me saying nothing was wrong with me. He claimed the hospital in Tucson had it all wrong. I has 5 doctors in Tucson who diagnosed me, but they were all wrong and he was right! (humm humility is missing somewhere)
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Now here I am, without penicillin and free to go. I went to a payphone & called the Tucson hospital, got a hold of the head doctor and told him what happened. He was upset because the treatment was not completed. He said I should come back there and start the 2 week treatment all over again.
After a little dialog I was able to convince him to try a different route. He conceded to call in a prescription for super high dose penicillin pills to my local pharmacy for me to take as directed. He gave me a list of things to watch out for and should even one even occur, I was to come right back to the Tucson hospital to be admitted. He felt I would be returning. But he let me try this first.
These doctors in Tucson were wonderful, they seemed to really care. I never once felt a burden even with my low income (no insurance.)
Nevertheless with prayer I believed the pills would work, I took them faithfully & God was faithful to heal me. The pills did work.. A week later I returned to work. All appeared to be back to normal.
WHEN THINGS LOOK HOPELESS, GOD WEAVES A WAY TO HEAL HIS CHILDREN ON A DIFFERENT PLAN. WE JUST NEED TO TRUST HIM. HIS LOVE AND CARE DOES NOT STOP WHEN MEN FAIL US.
PART 5
The days that followed my recover were a miracle in itself. The doctors told my friend that I would never be the same, I would have a simply mentality. Clean house, cook, do a few simple creativities to make a home. Be a mom. I would be able to function in life, but I would not have any deep thinking. Rather I would most likely stay on the superficial end of conversations and topics.
In the beginning I did have some trials and I made some life choices that were wrong. Since they thought me to be simple, they did not think it necessary to tell me that I should not make any important decisions for at least 2 years. My brain would require a healing time. So I did make some that were major choices that were not beneficial for my family. Once I began to heal and return to more of my normal self, I was already having to sidestep and correct those bad decisions to put things back right.
I know now people who have suffered with meningitis, more so when encephalitis is added to it, need some guidance to help them sort thing out in a relevant way.. If it is while they are young they may not ever know the difference and need our grace to cover their choices or way of doing things.
.
I could tell right off the emotion to love had been fried in me. I did the basic actions to show love to mankind because I knew they were the right thing to do. However I did not feel any emotion of love behind the actions (for anyone other than my children, I was still a mom). I knew inside this was wrong. I lost the heart of compassion for others. There was no empathy. This scared me and I began to pray for a healing from God to restore my love for people.
The Lord did not heal me overnight. It took a little over 2 years before I could feel the love emotion return. Least to a point of what I felt I had lost. There were many begging prayers. Where I just kept repenting for love being cold and stagnant. I kept asking for Him to restore His Love back in me. So I would be able to let His Love flow out to others again.
Looking back, I am certain some of my wrong decisions hindered me from having it happening sooner. Even though it was because of the disease the infected the lining of my brain, I also knew enough to recognize it was a trial by fire in my life. In which I had to endure and not give up hope that God would restore me. Since I knew how I was thinking and I could perceive how I use to think, it became like a goal inside of me to achieve. To do this I needed all the help I could get from a loving Father God. I would not get this alone on my own strength.
.
As for the deep thinking & being simple minded in a functioning sense, well anyone that knows me can witness to this. I am a pretty deep thinker. I enjoy digging into Bible facts and how it all correlates. The Lord has been gracious to reveal revelations of truths and allow me to grasp them. He has a simplicity to much of His wisdom. I need His simplicity, but in no way is "only a housewife type" (quoting the doctor because I do not feel a housewife is basically simple. They have much more going on).
Today I feel fully restored of what I had lost. My life is well, my errors long gone and no effect of physical scarring on my being. I love deeply, not just my family but people of all kinds & places. The Lord has healed me emotionally, physically & spiritually. In fact the Spiritual lessons were priceless. I not only regained what I had lost, it was brought through the fire to be cleansed, As I desire to grow even more in His love are of compassion.
OUR FATHER CARES MORE THAN THE ISSUES AT HAND. HE SEES THE BIGGER PICTURE AND MEETS THE NEEDS OF HIS CHILDREN. HE NEVER LEAVES US ALONE TO PARISH. HE IS OUR PAPA.
One more part to come in this story
Pt 6 is short & sweet.
It is the final entry for my Encephalitis Meningitis Miracles.
Everyone knows that hospital & emergency bills run into steep money. Yet this is the first time I ever heard of it being totally paid off without taking a penny from me.
Yes it happened to me. The hospital in Tucson filed bankruptcy and included my debt. Including the team of doctors, my hospital stay & tests. I owed zero.
Next thing that happened was...Remember the offended Doctor? Well my first doctor left because of what he found out was going on in this clinic. The 2nd doctor, the offended one, was selling illegal drugs (not just prescription ones) and he was caught and put in jail, the clinic closed down all debts to that clinic were cancelled.
I owed zero.
Now today there maybe a few different laws and cooperation things that protect business so they keep running, but in this small town in the late 70's. It was not the case.
God wiped my debt a second time, first at Calvary then this.
WHEN THERE SEEMS TO BE NO WAY FATHER GOD FINDS WAYS TO DO THE IMPOSSIBLE FOR HIS CHILDREN. AFTER ALL HE IS GOD ALMIGHTY!
Encephalitis Meningitis.... Pt 1
Years ago I was living in AZ and working at a truck stop. I began to experience sever headaches, sharp pains behind my ear, especially when I turned my head slightly. I went to the local clinic and seen a new doctor in town that I had heard good reports about. He seemed to care and he prescribed a low dose penicillin.
The penicillin helped so I could work with the pain, however it did not completely cure the problem. I returned to the clinic to see him again. This time I saw a different doctor who informed me the other doctor was no longer at the clinic. Stating he had left and moved away.
The new doctor checked me and told me the other one prescribed the wrong medicine. So he gave me a prescription for different type and sent me on my way.
After this, the pain got worse daily, while taking this new (non-penicillin type) medicine. It got to the point where my eyes were hurting from the slightest light and I resulted to wearing sunglasses so I could cook diner for my children, then returning to a dark room..I looked like death warmed over. It got so bad that I could not endure it at work anymore.
A friend, who was renting half of a room in our trailer by bunking with my son, begin to get worried. He watched my condition continue to go downhill. He was concerned because when he was younger he told me that he had a classmate who had meningitis. He visited her and she looked like I did. Her symptoms were like mine. He proceeded to convinced me to go back to the clinic that afternoon. He went along with me.
We tried to talk to the doctor who I had seen on the 2nd appointment time, but the doctor was offended my friend suggested that he check me for meningitis. Doc 2 laughed it off and said he did not to want to see me if I still had pills left. So we left.
My friend was furious, I was weak & sick. We picked up my children and headed for a hospital in Tucson, the nearest large town. My friend was driving fast, he was frantic about my condition. I was in no condition to get him to slow down because I was laying in the back seat half dead. Needless to say, we were pulled over for the speeding by the police. When the officer heard the story and took one look at me, he decided to give us an escort to the nearest hospital.
The emergency staff took me right in and gave me a spinal tap. They found out I had encephalitis meningitis and admitted me into the hospital.
OUR FATHER GOD LOVES US SO MUCH HE MAKES THINGS HAPPEN & OFTEN USES OTHERS TO BRING IT ABOUT. THANK YOU FATHER!
Part 2
The night I was admitted into the Hospital at Tucson I went into a coma. Ys my coming there was that close! I do not remember any of this night. Nevertheless that did not leave me clueless. I received a dream I will never forget.
I was in an old watermill overlooking a raging river. There was a man standing beside me who had his hand on my shoulder. Even though I never saw his face I knew who He was.
The river was rapidly moving downstream when suddenly it turned blood red. Floating in the red waters were heads of people bobbing up and down, moving very rapidly with the currant.
I remember crying and wanted to do something but I was too far up in the water mill to reach them. The man behind me said very calmly and in matter of fact tone, "These represent the lost ones because no one thought they were important enough to tell about the Life they could have in Me. Will you tell them?"
I remember frantically ruining down the cliff and calling out to them. But the cliff’s edge was still too high to reach the people. My heart was breaking watching them drown in a river of blood. I tried calling out to them but they could not hear me. That was all I remember.
Pizza dream? I do not think so. I believe the Lord wanted to take this moment in time to impress upon me to share His Gospel with everyone I can before it is too late. He gave me a real vivid burden.
Since then I have tried to do this. Anyone who meets me will get introduced to Jesus during our conversation. I will continue this quest for the rest of this life I am allowed to live here on earth. It is a mission we all have.
(see Mark 16:15-18 & Matthew 28:19 & 20 & there are more)
OUR FATHER GOD LOVES HIS CHILDREN SO MUCH TO GIVE US DIRECTIONS TO KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD DO. WE ONLY HAVE TO OBEY.
Part 3
When I awoke from the coma my first recollection was as follows:
I think I must have blinked my eyes because I remember seeing a silhouette against the curtain of my friend dear friend Dale who was like a brother to me, who lived back in MI. I vocally mumbled, "I must be dead and saying my last goodbyes".
Dale spoke, "No, you are alive, I am here Mary."
Those words startled me awake. There by my bedside stood my friend Dale and my other friend who had brought me to the hospital.
I remember reaching up and touching my head, my hair was all sticky. Dale said "I will comb it for you,” and he proceeded to comb each section carefully. As he did he told me, “I have been waiting all day for you to wake up!" He also explained that I had an EEG the night before. It was the reason there was goo in my hair.
My other friend went and told the nurse I was awake. She walked in and acted happily surprised walked to see me awake. She told me I had been in a coma for 22 hours and these brothers never left my side.
I felt very confused because Dale was in Michigan the last I knew and now here he was attempting to comb out my hair. He informed me that he was sitting on the floor near my bed telling me to wake up all day and praying.
Those moments were foggy. I had no recollection of when the other friend left or where my children were. I guess I remember Dale and his words to me because he really was not supposed to be there. The shock of this fact made me remember this part of waking up as if it were yesterday. Or maybe the Lord simply wanted me to remember how He brought a friend long distance to wake me up.
Later Dale and I conversed about how he even got to be there, but first I had to eat something and get my mind out of the fog before he could share this amazing story with me:
Dale said when he went to work two days ago he got the most powerful feeling to quit his job and hitchhike to where ever God took him. Since the feeling was so overwhelming, he did just that. The rides lead him to Phoenix, AZ. I lived in a town east of Tucson. Dale simply asked God if he could go visit me since he was in the same state. He felt it was a yes. So he hitchhiked to where I was living and walked into the truck-stop where i worked. He knew I worked midnights and thought he would find me there. When he did not see me he inquired of a co-worker of mine where he could find me. He knew my address but this was an unfamiliar town. The waitress was a friend of mine and flipped out. She knew he was close like a brother from my talks and here he was in the restaurant. She explained I was sick and taken to the hospital in Tucson the day before.
When her shift ended she gave him a ride to the hospital. Which put him there the morning after I entered a coma.
Dale sat on the floor by my bedside and told me he would call me by my name, “Mary wake up, Mary it’s time to get up. Wake up Mary.” He repeated these word to me all day and I woke up in the early evening.
God sent Dale to wake me up. I do not know how that strikes you, but it is pretty humbling and amazing to me. God knew I would need help and He brought a friend over 2000 miles to me to shock me awake. What a loving Father! He knew before I was in the hospital that a coma would happen and he was already working on a way to wake me up.
OUR FATHER LOVE HIS CHILDREN SO MUCH HE WILL GO TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH TO HELP THEM.
Part 4
After the wake up! Life went back to normal for most. My friend Dale went back home. My renter friend went back to work. My children back to school. I was left 1 1/2 hours away in a room at the end of a dead end hall where I saw no one, I barely seen any staff. I was connected to tubes feeding me penicillin into my arm. I felt stuck and not just with the needles!
Today I would have called it a blessing. Spend all my time in the Scriptures & prayers. Enjoy a good inspirational book! I read the Bible back then too, but for some reason I could not adjust to my circumstance. Being left alone without any contact with my children and rarely seeing even a nurse left me feeling abandoned & lonely.
The meds were to stay flowing in my system for 2 weeks straight. At the end of the first week, my team of doctors were willing to send me back to my small town clinic to finish the 2nd week of penicillin. I arrived by car carrying my IV, with strict orders to continue for another week.
Remember the doctor who was offended? He was not happy to see me. I was in the clinic's ward for 2 days and he released me saying nothing was wrong with me. He claimed the hospital in Tucson had it all wrong. I has 5 doctors in Tucson who diagnosed me, but they were all wrong and he was right! (humm humility is missing somewhere)
.
Now here I am, without penicillin and free to go. I went to a payphone & called the Tucson hospital, got a hold of the head doctor and told him what happened. He was upset because the treatment was not completed. He said I should come back there and start the 2 week treatment all over again.
After a little dialog I was able to convince him to try a different route. He conceded to call in a prescription for super high dose penicillin pills to my local pharmacy for me to take as directed. He gave me a list of things to watch out for and should even one even occur, I was to come right back to the Tucson hospital to be admitted. He felt I would be returning. But he let me try this first.
These doctors in Tucson were wonderful, they seemed to really care. I never once felt a burden even with my low income (no insurance.)
Nevertheless with prayer I believed the pills would work, I took them faithfully & God was faithful to heal me. The pills did work.. A week later I returned to work. All appeared to be back to normal.
WHEN THINGS LOOK HOPELESS, GOD WEAVES A WAY TO HEAL HIS CHILDREN ON A DIFFERENT PLAN. WE JUST NEED TO TRUST HIM. HIS LOVE AND CARE DOES NOT STOP WHEN MEN FAIL US.
PART 5
The days that followed my recover were a miracle in itself. The doctors told my friend that I would never be the same, I would have a simply mentality. Clean house, cook, do a few simple creativities to make a home. Be a mom. I would be able to function in life, but I would not have any deep thinking. Rather I would most likely stay on the superficial end of conversations and topics.
In the beginning I did have some trials and I made some life choices that were wrong. Since they thought me to be simple, they did not think it necessary to tell me that I should not make any important decisions for at least 2 years. My brain would require a healing time. So I did make some that were major choices that were not beneficial for my family. Once I began to heal and return to more of my normal self, I was already having to sidestep and correct those bad decisions to put things back right.
I know now people who have suffered with meningitis, more so when encephalitis is added to it, need some guidance to help them sort thing out in a relevant way.. If it is while they are young they may not ever know the difference and need our grace to cover their choices or way of doing things.
.
I could tell right off the emotion to love had been fried in me. I did the basic actions to show love to mankind because I knew they were the right thing to do. However I did not feel any emotion of love behind the actions (for anyone other than my children, I was still a mom). I knew inside this was wrong. I lost the heart of compassion for others. There was no empathy. This scared me and I began to pray for a healing from God to restore my love for people.
The Lord did not heal me overnight. It took a little over 2 years before I could feel the love emotion return. Least to a point of what I felt I had lost. There were many begging prayers. Where I just kept repenting for love being cold and stagnant. I kept asking for Him to restore His Love back in me. So I would be able to let His Love flow out to others again.
Looking back, I am certain some of my wrong decisions hindered me from having it happening sooner. Even though it was because of the disease the infected the lining of my brain, I also knew enough to recognize it was a trial by fire in my life. In which I had to endure and not give up hope that God would restore me. Since I knew how I was thinking and I could perceive how I use to think, it became like a goal inside of me to achieve. To do this I needed all the help I could get from a loving Father God. I would not get this alone on my own strength.
.
As for the deep thinking & being simple minded in a functioning sense, well anyone that knows me can witness to this. I am a pretty deep thinker. I enjoy digging into Bible facts and how it all correlates. The Lord has been gracious to reveal revelations of truths and allow me to grasp them. He has a simplicity to much of His wisdom. I need His simplicity, but in no way is "only a housewife type" (quoting the doctor because I do not feel a housewife is basically simple. They have much more going on).
Today I feel fully restored of what I had lost. My life is well, my errors long gone and no effect of physical scarring on my being. I love deeply, not just my family but people of all kinds & places. The Lord has healed me emotionally, physically & spiritually. In fact the Spiritual lessons were priceless. I not only regained what I had lost, it was brought through the fire to be cleansed, As I desire to grow even more in His love are of compassion.
OUR FATHER CARES MORE THAN THE ISSUES AT HAND. HE SEES THE BIGGER PICTURE AND MEETS THE NEEDS OF HIS CHILDREN. HE NEVER LEAVES US ALONE TO PARISH. HE IS OUR PAPA.
One more part to come in this story
Pt 6 is short & sweet.
It is the final entry for my Encephalitis Meningitis Miracles.
Everyone knows that hospital & emergency bills run into steep money. Yet this is the first time I ever heard of it being totally paid off without taking a penny from me.
Yes it happened to me. The hospital in Tucson filed bankruptcy and included my debt. Including the team of doctors, my hospital stay & tests. I owed zero.
Next thing that happened was...Remember the offended Doctor? Well my first doctor left because of what he found out was going on in this clinic. The 2nd doctor, the offended one, was selling illegal drugs (not just prescription ones) and he was caught and put in jail, the clinic closed down all debts to that clinic were cancelled.
I owed zero.
Now today there maybe a few different laws and cooperation things that protect business so they keep running, but in this small town in the late 70's. It was not the case.
God wiped my debt a second time, first at Calvary then this.
WHEN THERE SEEMS TO BE NO WAY FATHER GOD FINDS WAYS TO DO THE IMPOSSIBLE FOR HIS CHILDREN. AFTER ALL HE IS GOD ALMIGHTY!
