From ICU To The Promised Land 

Dear Friends,
 

On Christmas Day last year, my wife Dagmar had a brain bleed. Fear gripped me as her life hung in the balance. I couldn't hear God because of that fear, but the Lord was whispering to me, "This could be your finest hour!" 

That experience reminds me of the Apollo13 mission to the moon. After two days in flight, suddenly those dreaded words came from the space capsule... "Houston, we have a problem!" The astronauts had discovered that their oxygen tank had ruptured. Reaching the moon no longer seemed interesting. Instead, the focus turned to bringing those three crewmen back to earth alive. It's interesting, when life's trials and tragedies hit us, just to breathe becomes more important than our dreams, accomplishments or destinations. 

The most critical part of survival for the Apollo 13 crew was re-entering the earth's atmosphere. Mission Control Center lost communication with the space module. The capsule interior turned into an oven as it plummeted toward Earth. The crewmen had only minutes to survive the destructive heat. Some in the Houston control room began talking like it was over for the astronauts. No one could survive that kind of heat. Then, the Director said the words I'll never forget, "This could be our finest hour!" 

Miraculously the module appeared breaking through the earth's atmosphere. Even when they finally heard astronaut Jack Swigert's voice over the radio, confirming that the crew had survived, the controllers didn't say a word. Everyone in Houston kept silent until the capsule splashed down in the Pacific. The lives of the three men had survived even under the most dire of circumstances. As a result of this incident, combustible items inside the capsule oxygen tank were replaced and changed for all future flights into space.

Looking back now on that dreadful Christmas Day, I can see clearly how the Lord used those 3 days in ICU at Dagmar's bedside. God's fire burned things out of us in ways we'll probably never understand, and He directed our attention to the future. Our old house suddenly became the enemy with the risk of falling on flights of stairs. Change was needed. We both believe we are now living in our "promised land" home. We have no stairs, a safe, quiet neighborhood and a new future. We are convinced more than ever that our darkest night became our finest hour.

*** At 75 years old while praying about what is next as far as ministry, the Lord spoke clearly, "Put on your running shoes!" Doors began to open again. Your prayers help us to run and not be weary. Isaiah 40:31

** Our New Address: 1215 Glenwood Ave. Hagerstown, Maryland 21742
We love and appreciate you,
Bill and Dagmar Yount

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