APRIL 2026 NEWSLETTER ADENDUM

 

Newsletter 2026, April 13, Addendum

Robert Lindenberger

321-328-4935

Expas65@yahoo.com

 

To my prayer warriors, I would like to give you an update on how our wonderful big God heard and answered your prayers for me.  In February 2025, I fell in the shower and broke a vertebra in my back, and on April 13, 2026, I had it repaired.  But may I share what I call my worst weekend ever?  Saturday, the pain in my back took a different direction – I could hardly walk, but I got through the day.  Sunday morning, I woke up and couldn’t get out of bed.  The pain in my back was so bad.  I tried several times, but the pain was so bad I couldn’t get out of bed.  I had my medical tech call the firemen to help me out and take me to the ER.  They took me to the ER.  ER had no room for me, so I lay in the hall all day --10 hours.  ER took some tests, and finally the doctor came to me and said, “Good luck with the operation tomorrow.  I’m dismissing you.  We called for your ride home.”  That was 4:00 PM.  At 6 o’clock, my ride came and took me home.

         Monday morning at 6:30 AM.  My guardian angel picked me up and took me to the hospital.  7:30  We checked in and waited till 830 to be taken and prepped for the operation at 10:30.  10:30 Dr. did the surgery, and at 12, I woke up.  PRAISE THE LORD.  I  felt three miracles had taken place-- number one, I woke up to one more day on planet Earth.  Number two, when I woke up, the first thing I saw was my guardian angel smiling at me and saying, “Welcome back, you did well.” And number three, God spoke to me and said, “Go back to the towers and live for me, and we will see results.”

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