When I had my brain stem stroke in '96 I was hanging out in the hospital and had been there for about a week. At 4:00 in the morning the nurses and aids felt that it was time to throw on the lights and change the sheets. A small nurse came to my bedside and holding my sheets began to talk. At length. She told me about her bad marriage, illnesses, financial problems, and feeling all alone in the world. " But after seeing the miracle of you (my recovery) I now can believe in Jesus again." Wow! Humbling! And all that I needed to do was to have a stroke and lie there.