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I’m sick!

by:John

Hello everyone,
I’d like to ask for your prayer for my body. About 4AM last night, Wed, March 09, I woke up to nasty stomach cramps and diareah of a type I have not yet experienced. I was up till around 6:30 coping with these syptoms and so, I didn’t go to work today.
I now have a fever of 99.7 but, I’m feeling much better than I was last night. Please do pray for a quick healing. I’ll post a reply when I’m feeling better. Please leave a comment if you’d like to let me know your with me in prayer.
Thanks,
John

One Response to “I’m sick!”

  1. John
    March 9th, 2006 08:57
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    Well.. afte sleeping most of the day and taking it really easy on my stomach.. I think that I’m doing a little bit better now. My fever seems to have gone and I haven’t been to the bathroom since this morning. That’s a good sign. If anyone was praying.. thank you and if not, thank you Jesus, for you alone are my healer! AMEN and amen!

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