Yvonne Ortega has survived many tough circumstances in her life, and the Lord taught her powerful lessons through each trial. In this Prayer UPGRADE, she shares a personal story of desperation, and how God answered her prayers.
“After the remediation and restoration of my home, I expected to feel better," Yvonne says. "Instead, I became sicker and sicker. I couldn’t eat or sleep. I felt nauseated, dizzy, and worn out.”
When I (Dawn) read that, I thought, "Wow! What was wrong?" Does that make you curious too?
Yvonne continues . . .
For two and a half years, the mystery continued. Some strange smell overpowered me. No one seemed to smell it but me.
I needed help and couldn’t wait much longer.
So what did I do?
1. I prayed day and night.
I prayed and claimed God’s promise in the Bible:
“But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him” (James 1:5, NASB 1995).
"God, I’m not making this up! Please tell me what’s wrong with my house.
"I’m on the brink of death. I’ve lost twenty-five pounds. My clothes hang on my body. I’m doubled over in pain. I can hardly stand up, much less walk. I need your wisdom!"
2. I called my primary care physician.
When the receptionist answered, I managed—between sobs—to get the words out: “No more virtual appointments. Somebody has to see me.” I described all of my symptoms.
It was just before Christmas. Nothing was available except for a virtual appointment on January 5, 2021, and an in-person one on January 25, 2021.
I took both.
Meanwhile, I continued to pray that God would bring me answers.
The first answer from God came through the man who came over to rake leaves before Christmas. He found two gas leaks in the gas line to the generator.
The gas company couldn’t fix the two leaks because they were on a private line. A qualified technician fixed them immediately.
When the doctor heard my story, he believed me and ordered a thorough check of my home. That check revealed that every single valve on the gas line was loose.
I was being slowly poisoned to death in my own home.
No wonder I couldn’t stand the smell of any food preparation on my gas stove.
I also had gas heat and couldn’t tolerate the smell from the vents. That odor kept me from turning on the gas fireplace. During that cold winter, I bundled up, kept the stove and heat off as much as possible, and prayed for a miracle in my home.
It should have been my refuge.
3. I thanked God.
I thanked Him for every single person He brought to encourage, support, and lead me back to health.
He used many.
- A friend sent me a link to symptoms of gas poisoning. I had all of them but one and took the information to my specialists.
- The doctor asked about a mammogram, which I had already scheduled. He referred me to the lab and radiology for several blood tests, a stomach CT scan, a bone scan, and an appointment with the gastroenterologist for a complete examination. After all the tests, the preparation for a colonoscopy and an endoscopy, and then the two procedures, I felt wiped out for a week.
- The gastroenterologist sent tissue to the lab for three biopsies. The nurse was to call me if everything was okay. The doctor would call if a serious health problem showed up.
A week later, my phone rang. It was the doctor. My legs felt like Jell-O®.
However, he said, “I’ve called with good and bad news."
I expected the effects of the gas leaks to be, at the least, Chronic Fatigue Syndrome or Crohn’s disease. I burst into words of gratitude and praise to God that it was neither one.
“I was looking for cancer," he said. "You didn’t have it. You had one polyp, which I removed. It was aggressive and would have turned to cancer. You’re a miracle.”
He talked to me about diet, rest, and slowing down my pace.
My church, prayer partners, and others have surrounded me with reminders of another promise in God’s word:
“I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness” (Jeremiah 31:3 NIV).
Without God’s wisdom and love poured into me, and those God used to help me, I would have died in my home.
I'm so glad I prayed.
What will you pray for this week?
Yvonne Ortega is a licensed professional counselor, a bilingual professional speaker, and the author of Moving from Broken to Beautiful: 9 Life Lessons to Help You Move Forward (paperback, Kindle) and Finding Hope for Your 
Journey through Breast Cancer (Kindle), both available here. She not only survived but thrived after a domestic violence marriage, breast cancer and the loss of her only child. With honesty and humor, Yvonne uses personal examples and truths of the Bible to help women move from broken to beautiful. Find out more about Yvonne on her writing page.
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