Recently, I had a heart attack and spent five days in hospital. After two days of quiet rest, I was told to walk around. Together with the other ladies in the ward and another lady from the surgical ward, we walked and laughed and prayed. God gave us peace and joy. What could have been a miserable stay became a very happy time for all of us. On the last night, I prayed with each of the ladies in my ward but was sorry the lady from the other ward wasn’t there. A minute later she came in and asked me to pray for her too. Next day she came to tell me the prayers had been answered.