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I'm just going to say this straight out because it is hard for even me to find any sarcastic humor in this. Yesterday, while my brother, some friends, and I were eating in the cafeteria, my brother had a seizure. I can't describe how much fear I felt at this moment but it is the most I have ever felt. I still can't think about the way he looked at the time without cringing. I froze. Fortunately, there was a woman there who knew what to do. She immediately took charge of the situation and helped him out. We called an ambulance and he was taken to the local hospital where he was given a variety of tests. There was nothing physically wrong with him and they found no physical reason for him to have a seizure at this time. The doctors attributed it to stress and lack of sleep. And basically as of now my brother is fine.
Now, when something like that happened, it is very hard to believe in coincidence. I used to flip flop in whether I believed that God existed. During my times of doubt I would attribute supposed miracles to coincidence. But right now it is very hard to believe that the woman who helped just happened to be sitting right there and that she just happened to know what to do. As I picture the way she was holding my brother and relaxing him, it is very hard to picture her as anything other than an angel. I know it sounds corny or dumb but I think I might have seen the hand of God at work. I guess I'm saying that I believe again. I don't know how the rediscovery of my beliefs are going to change me but it is like a security blanket to know that God exists and that he cares. I know it sounds dumb and I would have dismissed it before but it's just what I believe right now.