My story is a lot like the JOB story in the Bible. I had wealth and health. I lost both. I lived through the distressing 1977-1981 Carter Administration's policies. After graduating from college as a mature student in 1979, right in the middle of the Carter years, I became a registered nurse and began my career in a local hospital. I entered the workforce during a severe nursing shortage. My dream of working as a nurse quickly turned into a nightmare due to the shortage of nurses. We were assigned 2x3 times the amount of work usually required of a nurse. I hated my decision to become a nurse until I transferred into a (SICU) surgical intensive care unit. There I found my niche in nursing. I also loved working in (CCU) coronary intensive care unit. My husband and I owned a successful home building business before I entered college. By the time I graduated, our business was in trouble. By 1981, due to Carter's policies, our home building business was devastated by historically high interest rates and inflation. These were the worst years of my life. Today, during the Biden Administration in 2022, it is déjà vu all over again for me. However, I am in a vastly different situation this time and will not suffer as much as I did under Jimmy Carter's policies. I have authored this book to warn the reader(s) that we are only half-way through the problems caused by Joe Biden. He has two more years to go. Everyone needs to pray for the best but be prepared for the worst. Read this book to see if God turns things around for me like he did JOB.
This is a story about my best friend who came down with Alzheimer's disease at the age of 50 y.o. The author tells how her husband took care of her for nearly 20 years and she died at home. The author points out how her husband dealt with the hardship after she got bedridden and how people criticized and gossiped about him. He said that was harder to deal with than taking care of his wife. There are some lessons to be learned by reading this book.
My life was a mess. I had faith in God, but sometimes I wondered if he really exists. One day, my best friend and I held a prayer meeting with two pastor's wives. Sitting around a kitchen table holding hands, and praying for a few minutes, I earnestly prayed for God to manifest himself to me. My eyes were tightly shut, and in the darkness, I saw a tiny white dot of light in the far distance. This light kept moving toward me and got bigger and bigger until it slammed into my face. The other three ladies were involved physically as if an electrical current coursed through all of us. The physical aspects of the miracle stopped at that point with them but continued with me. Somehow, they knew the miracle was only meant for me. You can find out what happened from that moment on when you read my book. You must believe me because I do not lie, am not mentally unstable, and have never once questioned my faith since this happened to me.