PRAY FOR HER: Pastor John Hagee’s Wife Rushed to Hospital in Critical Condition
The soft hum of hospital machines filled the sterile air, their rhythmic beeps a stark contrast to the storm raging in Pastor John Hagee’s heart. He sat in the dimly lit waiting room, his hands clasped together in desperate prayer.
His wife, Diana, had always been his rock—a pillar of faith and strength. For decades, they had stood side by side, preaching the Word, guiding their congregation, and leaning on God through every trial. But now, she lay unconscious in a hospital bed, her body fighting a battle neither of them had foreseen.
It had started earlier that evening, just as they were finishing dinner. Diana had smiled at John across the table, her eyes twinkling with warmth, when suddenly, she winced in pain. Clutching her chest, she gasped, struggling for breath.
“Diana?” John’s voice had wavered, fear creeping in as she slumped forward.
Within moments, the paramedics had arrived, their voices urgent yet calm as they worked. John had followed the ambulance, his heart pounding with every passing second. Now, he sat outside the ICU, waiting for news, waiting for hope.
Members of their congregation had already begun gathering outside the hospital, lighting candles, whispering prayers, and singing hymns of healing. The news had spread quickly—Pastor Hagee’s wife was in critical condition, and the church community refused to let them face this storm alone.
A doctor finally stepped into the waiting room, his face unreadable. John stood instantly, searching the man’s eyes for an answer.
“We’ve stabilized her for now,” the doctor said, his voice measured. “But the next 24 hours will be critical.”
John exhaled a shaky breath, his knees nearly buckling beneath him. He closed his eyes, whispering, “Thank You, Lord.”
He was escorted into Diana’s room, where she lay pale but peaceful. He took her hand in his, pressing it gently.
“You’re going to get through this,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “God isn’t finished with you yet.”
Tears pricked his eyes as he bent his head, offering another prayer—not just for Diana, but for the strength to trust in God’s plan, no matter the outcome.
And outside the hospital, the prayers of thousands rose into the night sky, carried by faith, hope, and unwavering love.
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