Personal Narrative: I Lay Dying Of Cancer

In November of 1987, a very dear friend Dave Marano, lay dying of cancer in New York Hospital. He had a semi-private room. Adjacent to his bed in the same room separated by only by a long-drawn curtain, later I was introduced to him, his name was George.
I would visit New York Hospital every day after work to check-up with my boyfriend Dave, who was going through several exploratory tests to find the cancer and localize the cancer and to find a way to stop it from spreading. Reluctantly, I pulled the Doctor aside and asked him what Dave’s chances of survival were. The Doctor told me that after the operation, he will be better able to let me know what the situation is.
In the meantime, I would spend all day sitting by his side, and whenever I had the chance to read the Bible to him, I did. It was a very difficult time for me as anyone knows the waiting period is the most stressful because every day I went in I was hoping to hear good news about …show more content…
I did not immediately get up, I did question weather in-fact that was Jesus. I continued reading the Bible to Dave, and again, I hear Jesus asking me to go over to the man in the next bed. The question I found myself asking is why would Jesus try to distract me from reading the Word of God to Dave? I questioned whether it was from Jesus or not that was speaking to my heart. The Bible says; to test all things and to prove all things to see if they are from God. I continued reading to Dave, but the third time around it becomes a little more convincing to my spirit, that’s when I say; ok Lord. I excused myself from Dave and at that point told him that the Lord wanted me to go over to the man in the next bed and share my testimony. I get up and walk over to the man in the next bed. He was not alone, there was a woman sitting in a chair next to him. I am only being obedient to what I think I