—Hebrews 13:5 (NKJV) The first-aid clinic in Choshuenco was quite rudimentary, with no diagnostic equipment and few supplies. Bill was relieved to find a supply of plaster however, and expertly applied long splints to each of my legs. I don’t think I said much, as I felt myself drifting back and forth between this world and the one I had left. I was still fully immersed in the visions, the passion, the intensity, and the love I had just witnessed in God’s kingdom. In trying to sort out and make sense of what was happening, I made one absolute decision: I was not going to stay in Chile for my medical care, nor was I going to stop in any of the large American cities through which we would pass on our way back to our home in Wyoming. Jackson Hole had a great hospital, doctors that I trusted and, most importantly, I knew that I needed to be with my children. Bill and Tom loaded me into the backseat of the pickup truck for the beginning of our journey home. We drove to Coique, where there was a small airport.
What do You think about To Heaven And Back (2012)?
