Testimony pt 4

The year quickly went by, and I had turned ten years old, still fighting for my life, undergoing further surgeries.

My story continues while lying there in the hospital bed stiff like in a deep state of incongruous.

Although I seemed lifeless to the world, I still heard my grandmother's soft cries and felt her warm vibes.

As the family approaches the hospital room in packs to pay their last respect for the last time, suddenly, I felt a sensation of God's presence,

It was God's voice that saved my life. God took control; it was like a fast-working miracle that took complete control of my body.

Just as my body had risen in a split second, everything started to come back to life right before my grandmother's eyes.

I finally opened my eyes, unable to see much; I noticed my grandmother's smile, and I heard her joyful cry.

She kneeled and said thank God; the first few days were critical for me. But I managed to fight you, only live one life.

My story goes on. Things started to progress for the best slowly, but surely God was making a way.