ABSTRACT
A friend and former employee of the hospital where I work was recently admitted with a serious exacerbation of a chronic lung ailment. Although he has had many hospitalizations this was the sickest I had ever seen him. Struggling for every breath, he could hardly speak, and his fingers were beginning to turn purple. His two daughters were at his bedside. Trying unsuccessfully to conceal their fear and concern, they asked me to pray for him. My friend could only nod his concurrence. After a period of silence I prayed that the Spirit of God bring calm and peace with each new breath he took.
