Faith is the vehicle that we ride through the darkest of nights into the presence of God. Without faith, it is impossible to please Him! Hebrews 11:6
Dr. Henri Whitfield
We knelt to pray beside her bed, as we often did, suddenly she fell to the floor clutching her Bible. As she lay there in her favorite blue-green night-gown she pushed her Bible into my chest, her arms fell limp, and she slipped out of consciousness. I called out to my step-father who came and grabbed her away from me, he yelled her name, Maggie!!!! Mag!!!! And then he rushed to the phone to call an ambulance. As I sat there alone confused, bewildered and afraid a few moments later I watched as white foam began to flow from her mouth, I realized her life energy was slowly fading from her. God, in the person of the Holy Spirit, the divine comforter, had come into the room. She was no longer gasping, struggling, or clinging to life. She was suddenly at peace, and I too was at peace…it was a strange kind of peace.
What should have been a devastating night of horror was a night of affirmation. It was a night of proof that God indeed is intimately involved in the lives of His chosen. It was the first time in my life that I realized that God was not just a belief, but He was a person upon whom I could depend. That night in November of the eighteenth year of my life. I realized that in my darkest hour He came and calmed me. It was the peace that surpasses all understanding. God, through faith, stood with me as they carried her… from the room and rushed her to the hospital.
Philippians 4:7 says “And the peace of God, which passed all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.”.
The peace that surpasses all understanding demands an understanding. It barges in unsolicited, uninvited but yet it is a welcomed intruder. Peace is mobilized by God through faith. It is not self-generated… it is a gift from God. The struggle and the anxious hours of awaiting the outcome of her trip to the hospital gave way to hours that vacillated between hope and futility. During that time my mind drifted back to the beginning of our journey… back to Morristown, Tennessee where it all began.
 Ephesians 2:8-9