On May 30, 2011, I received a text message from my sister in law that I need to read Ezekiel 37 aloud to my husband. She said she didn't know why, but that was God's prompting after she prayed for us. Back then, my marriage was falling apart due to my husbands irresponsibility, which resulted from his drug dependency. He got hooked in 'shabu', the local term for 'metamphetamine.' Because of that, his whole personality changed drastically. There seemed to be no trace of the kind, loving, caring man that I married. Thus, family and friends have been praying for us. So, I initially brushed off the idea of reading a bible verse aloud in front of him. I knew that he will probably walk out on me if I did that. But, as he was leaving for work that afternoon, I looked at him and suddenly felt 'extremely' sad. For some reason, I just clearly knew that he was going to die that day. The thought was as clear as day. As he stepped out the main door, I wanted to hug him, knowing that I might not see him again. But my pride prevented me from doing that. Instead, after he left, I grabbed my Bible and read Ezekiel 37 aloud while raising my hand to his picture on the wall. Towards the end of Ezekiel 37... again, it became crystal clear to me, that God was telling me that my husband will die... but will live again... because God will "breathe life into him...and he shall live... and be (part of) an army of God." True enough, around midnight of the same day, I received the news that he was rushed to the hospital after he fainted. The news didn't shock me at all. I just knew that the 'event' that God warned me about that morning, has started. To make the long story short, my husband suffered from massive heart failure. At the hospital his heart rate was at 250. Normal rate is 70-100. This was caused by the shabu he took a few hours ago. He literally died at the emergency room, not once, but twice. He was confined at the ICU of one of the most expensive hospitals in Manila. On the second day, the hospital bill was already more than half a million pesos; and I only had a little more than 1K in my bank account. The hospital didn't even want to admit him until I pay a down payment of 85K. The situation should have made me very worried... but, thinking back now... I never felt worried nor helpless. I didn't even think about how to get money. From day 1, God sent His "angels" to us. The first angel, paid for the down payment and even provided extra cash for me to use, as needed. Within a week, the bill was already more that 1 million pesos. My husband had an ICD implanted on his chest. The ICD alone cost around 1.6 Million pesos. My husband's heart was so damaged and enlarged 5 times the normal size. It's functioning only at 20% so it couldn't beat and pump blood and oxygen on its own. The advanced ICD will not only help his heart pump, but it will also automatically revive his heart. if and when it 'fails' again. My husband was in the hospital for 1 whole month. Within that period, he 'died' more than 10 times. Even as the doctors implanted the ICD on him, they had to revive him 10 times. On the 9th time. the doctor told the team that they will try one last time - and test if the ICD will work - if it doesn't, then that's it. There's nothing else to do. The ICD was the last resort. But, someone from the team suggested that they pray before they try again - and they all did. Outside the operating room, my sisters in law and I were praying, too. Not knowing what was going on inside the OR, I just kept telling God that "You said You have done it" and I trust only in that. All these must happen, so that in the end, You will show us that You "are God." So, the doctors tried one last time... and the ICD worked!
We spent a few more weeks in the hospital. At one point, my husband's lungs were filled with water. The doctor said he had 48 hrs to get the water out. He looked very worried as he looked at the Xray results, But, within 24 hours, the next Xray showed that his lungs were clear. The doctor himself, was surprised as there was no trace of water in his lungs, at all. Through it all, I rested in God's love and mercy, as I played recorded bible verses and praise and worship song, 24 hrs, everyday.
By the end of the month, the bill was already 2.6M, By the grace of God, I felt that I was just harvesting "manna" from heaven because blessings, through donations, just kept coming. I would get messages on my phone and Facebook account from friends, as well as strangers, telling me to check my bank account because they just deposited some money; or pick up the check or cash from them, Three benefit shows aptly called "Jam for Jessie" were held by his musician friends where several big name artists in the Philippines who did not even know us, volunteered to perform for free. A Facebook page was created by a friend, just for us. And several You Tube videos documenting the events were also posted.We were not only able to pay the hospital bills in full through the help of friends and strangers, but most of the doctors also waived their professional fees or gave as huge discounts.

But the miracles did not end there. Just this year, my husband's ICD got infected. The doctors said it is a rare case for the body to reject the ICD 4 yrs after, The only solution was to remove it. Removing it means his heart will have to function normally by itself.
A 2D echo was done to check his heart’s condition. If it is still functioning at 20-30%; he may not survive without the ICD. At 50% the doctors are confident that he will be able to manage without it. But there’s no assurance that he will be okay without it. The procedure is rarely done. ICD removal is never recommended, unless in cases like this when the body is rejecting it. But my husband was confident that it was God’s way of answering his prayers. He had been praying for complete healing. He asked God to remove the ICD so he can live a normal life…for HIM. And, again God has proven his power and mercy. The 2D Echo results showed that my husband’s heart was now functioning at almost 60%. So, the ICD was immediately removed. Again the hospital bill and doctors fees totaled to almost half a million. Again, we were able to pay for it in full through God’s angels on earth - our friends and family.
Now, my husband serves in church through the music ministry. God has not only healed his heart, but God also restored the man I married. He gave me back my sweet, loving, caring, and God-fearing partner. God also restored our relationship. He has blessed us in so many different ways. Our only daughter has also developed the same belief and trust in our Lord and Savior. We believe that God has been constantly making His presence felt in our lives - in little writings on the wall; in bold and large advertisements on billboards along the highway; in torn pages of a magazine that almost purposely fly our way; in songs we hear on the radio; His loving reminders, instructions, and messages of assurance, are all around us. I believe every one of us can have access to this overwhelming, liberating and, miraculous connection with our creator. We just need to fully accept His reality; put our complete trust in what He can and will do for us. If we believe that He will take care of us… life will be so easy knowing that we have a God who created everything and yet, love us so much that He takes time to look at our individual needs and exerts all effort to catch our attention just so He can bring us back to His home in heaven one day.