On the morning of May 22, 2010 I awake in a war cry rebuking satan and his plans for the day. Little did I know, as I went into a travailing prayer that God had a plan that would rock my world and my faith in Him. One hour after arising from my sleep I would receive a call that my son D'angelo had been taken to the medical facility on the island where he lived called Eleuthera for an epileptic seizure. I prayed as my two other sons took steps to get him medical attention.
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