Do you believe angels are real? Have you ever encountered an angel? If they are, and I believe they are, this is my account of my angel named Pam.
In the Spring of 1998 I was diagnosed with the beginning stages of Lymes Disease. I was treated with antibiotic after a bought with excruciating joint pain followed by muscle pain and headaches that left me nauseous and vomiting. After treatment, my symptoms left and I felt fine.
That summer I found out that I was pregnant with our first child. The pregnancy went well with “normal” … miserable morning sickness that lasted all day, of course. And on May 16, 1999 at 1:10am my water broke and two hours and 27 minutes later Cade Weston was born at 3:37am! Everything went well. We took our beautiful perfect little boy home.
As an Elementary schoolteacher, that August I prepared to go back to school. It was around this time that I started having gut issues. And if you know anything about teaching – there’s like no time, not even to use the bathroom!! How can I teach and run to the bathroom?!?!
As the days, weeks, and months went by I had more symptoms and was getting sicker. Although I appeared like a completely “normal” healthy person, I was weak, tired and felt like a shell of my former self. But I kept teaching and did the best I could.
As it turned into months I needed help. I couldn’t work, take care of my new baby, the house, meals, or the laundry. My Mother-in-law came over a couple days a week and helped me.
I made doctor visits to which I was told they couldn’t find anything.
I was so sick, but I did my best to keep going.
It was a Tuesday evening, I was driving home from work and I had my first panic attack ever! Driving on the highway I pulled off the exit, parking on the side of the road directly across from the hospital. My heart was beating out of my chest, feeling like I was going to die. And then I heard, “this isn’t working.” It was like a thought in my head that I knew I didn’t come up with. I didn’t know much about God at the time, but I sensed this was Him. I calmed down, then continued home.
I got up the next day and went to work… again, like nothing happened.
Then the same week on Friday after work driving home a second panic attack happens. Same spot on the highway – I take the exit ramp and park on the shoulder across from the hospital. And this time I hear the words, “did you hear me, I said this isn’t working.” This time, after I calmed down and drove home, I promptly called the school and said that I was too sick to return.
On last time, I saw the doctors, to which I was told that there was nothing that they could do for me.
I was desperate. I was scared. I had a new baby that I couldn’t take care of. And what if… what if I didn’t live to see him grow up??? (bawling)
I was sick but I looked “fine.”
Laurie Krawchuk
Then through a connection I was lead to a woman who healed herself through nutrition. We talked on the phone. I recorded my current meals and she made suggestions. Big, altering changes to my food!
Many foods were taken completely out of my diet, leaving only a few choices and food groups. She also put me on supplements.
I did everything, and I mean e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. that she told me! I was SO afraid of not being able to take care of my new baby or see him grow up! I ate what I was supposed to and took all the supplements.
After days and a couple weeks it didn’t feel like it was working, but I kept going. I kept following the plan with her encouragement.
I remember at one point being in the grocery store and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out where the shampoo might be, even though I’d been here countless times. I was so sick. Sometimes I would collapse and just lay on the floor when I was too tired to take that next step.
Week after week Pam and I talked on the phone. She asked me how I was doing and kept encouraging me to not give up.
Finally, after a couple of months I realized how strong I was and now good I felt!!! I felt good!!! I felt… GREAT!!! Then it dawned on me that she had been sending me supplements in the mail and here I was well – and I hadn’t paid for any of it! These supplements must have been hundreds of dollars! And she never asked me for a penny? Hmmm? I paid nothing.
I picked up the phone to give Pam a call so that I could get her address and mail her a check.
I dialed the number like I had for the past two months, and its as if the number no longer existed. No answering machine. No ring. No nothing!!! I tried again and again. The same.
I never heard from her again. She never called. And the number – gone.
I was well!! I was HEALED!! It was a miracle!!!
My son, that baby boy is 22 today! And I’ve lived and loved every minute with him!!
Thank God for my angel named Pam.
Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it!
Hebrews 13:2
