Mary in Louisiana "And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee [when thou wast] in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee [when thou wast] in thy blood, Live" Ezekiel 16: 6    I know that God is a Good God, an Awesome God.  God has taken care of me all the days of my life, the thing is... I never even realized it.  Never gave it a second thought.  I always thought to praise God for what we call the big things.  The point is God should be praised for everything and all things because without him we are nothing and can do nothing.  I want to tell you about just one of the many things that the Lord has done for me.   On June 15, 1994, I was told that the twins that I had carried for 5 months had died and that I should go directly to the hospital to have labor induced, so that my babies could be delivered.  Well, I went to the hospital to have the procedure done.  I was so sad, this had to be the saddest day of my life.  I arrived at the hospital that evening, after making sure my other kids had someone to take care of them.  I was taken up to a room that they already had prepared for me.  They induced labor that evening and it did not take affect until the next evening.  I told the nurses that it was time.......when they finally got a doctor there, my babies were delivered, still born.  The doctor was filling out some type of paper work, I assumed it was my babies death certificates, when I heard one of the nurses say "Doctor, isn't she bleeding too much?"  the doctor replied "No" ; but I could feel the blood seeping  from me.  I felt at that point that I was not going to make it either, the doctor didn't seem concerned about what was going on with me at all.   I can remember looking out of my hospital room window and for some reason I focused on one tree.  As tears began to fall from my eyes, I began to say, "Lord, if I die now, I will never see my kids again, I know that I would be lost and in hell I would lift up my eyes."  By that time, the same nurse that mentioned my bleeding before, got with another doctor and told him that she thought I was bleeding too much.  This doctor agreed and they prepared me for surgery, before I left, I asked to call my oldest daughter, to tell her to be sure to take care of her sister and brother.   When I woke up, I was in intensive care, I had received a blood transfusion.  I began to thank God, I knew that if He had not heard my cry, I would not have been here.  I was released from the hospital, 3 days after my admittance.     NOW FOR THE MIRACLE: From the day I was discharged from the hospital, I bled every single day until September of 1994.  During that time no doctor could figure out why I continued to bleed, I had to be rushed to the emergency room on one occasion when the bleeding got worse.  The doctors there couldn't believe that I was still alive because my blood count was so low; but I knew it was the Lord.  On the 21st of September, I received a call from a friend, she told me to read Ezekiel 16:6... She said each time I read it I was to say "In the name of Jesus"  So I did it.    I TELL YOU, THAT  VERY  DAY , THE BLEEDING STOPPED. THE LORD HAD DELIVERED ME THAT SELFSAME HOUR.   GLORY TO HIS WONDERFUL NAME.  Now I tell you with a surety that My God is Real. Now who wouldn't serve a God like that...God mighty and strong, One that heals all sicknesses and disease.  An all power God.  The one and only true living God.