Unknown‘Hi my name’s Kevin. We don’t know each other’ I said to a staff member as I staggered into the office holding my chest.

I fell to my knees and held onto a desk. ‘I’m here to work with you’ I said collapsing to the floor. It was the very first time I met the weekend staff as I was beginning my first ever shift.

‘WHAT’S WRONG?’ asked my pale faced panic stricken, colleague

‘I’ve got severe indigestion from eating Sunday lunch’ I said lying belly up on the floor holding my chest.

My boss raced into the office and telephoned for an ambulance.  A first responder car arrived on the scene within minutes which was promptly followed by an ambulance. The medic in charge was a chubby Black Country man. Learn about the Black Country

I noticed that the medic had scars on his eye brows due to body piercing.

‘Chew on this mate, (friend)’ he said thrusting an aspirin into my mouth.

I chomped on the pill like it was sweet succulent toffee and gulped it down as nectar. The medic wired me up to a monitor and I looked like an octopus with tentacles.

‘Oh dear’ said the medic observing the monitor screen.

‘What’s up?’ I asked.

‘You’re having a heart attack Mr Coley’.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Mate (friend) I’ve done this job for ten years, you’re having a cardiac arrest’.

Reality hit at that moment.

‘I’ll hurry up and walk to the ambulance’ I suggested.

‘I can’t let you do that. If we let you walk when you’re having a heart attack we will be sacked immediately’ said the medic.

‘What do you want me to do?’

‘Let us do our job’ said an assistant jabbing me with a syringe.

I winced as she inserted the needle into my arm. An oxygen mask was placed over my mouth producing, a ‘schlurp’ sound like a dentist’s sucking hose. I was wheeled out of Millennia House on a stretcher and deposited into the ambulance. The medic clunked the doors shut. The blue light flashed, and the siren whaled on the way to hospital. I lay down staring up at the medic who’d finished working on my dying anatomy.

‘Don’t worry mate (friend). We’re taking you to New Cross Hospital. They have one of the best coronary care units in the country. You’ll be in good hands there’. Learn more about heart attacks and their prevention

I said nothing. I looked up at the paramedic as he held a roof handle. The ambulance twisted and turned through the streets. The medic maintained his balance as he looked down on my stretched out pathetic little frame.

‘Are you scared mate (friend)?’ he asked.

‘I became a Christian in Nineteen Eighty-Five so if I die I know where I’m going’, I said implying I’d be off to heaven.

The medic listened carefully to my comments. Then he crouched down to the side of my stretcher. His body swayed with the tempestuous movements of the ambulance.

‘YOU WON’T BE DYING TODAY MATE’ he shouted with a Black Country Yam-Yam accent.

‘That’s the best news I’ve heard in a long time’ I said.

You have a fifty-fifty chance of surviving a heart attack. As a gambler I’d lost more fifty-fifties than I’ve won. It was a close call but-on-this-occasion, I survived. I didn’t think I’d make it, I thought I was gone. But I came through the ordeal.

Let me encourage you. Are you in a situation right now when you think that you’re finished? But you’re not. You’ll make it through. It’s not over until it’s over. Things might look bleak for you now, but you’ll hold on and come through your dark moment.

I know a former post office worker named John. His royal mail van was robbed five times. Three of those robberies occurred at gun point. He told me his story when we were making plans for his wedding.

‘I’m talking to a man who’s had a gun pointed in his face on three separate occasions then John?’


‘And you lived to tell me the story?’


‘You’re a survivor John’.

I married John to Barbara and they live happily together. Not bad for someone who faced the barrel of a gun on three separate occasions.

You might not have a gun pointing at you like John. You might not be having a heart attack like me. Nevertheless, your life may be under serious threat. Perhaps you’re terminally ill? Maybe you’ve got aids? Or the treatment for your disease is too costly? Perhaps there’s no medical cure for your illness? Or you’re depressed, and you’ve planned to take your own life. Maybe someone is out to kill you? Perhaps your body is crippled, and your soul aches and you think you’d be better off dead?

You think it’s all over. Well it’s not. You’ll hang on in there. Providence will keep you alive. You’ll find the strength to pull through your crisis. There will be a way out for you. You’ll survive against the odds. You’ll have a great escape. Be encouraged the Apostle Paul survived everything until God called away from this earthly life and promoted him to glory. Here are…….


  1. Paul survived frequent wrongful imprisonments
  2. Paul survived five beatings from his Jewish enemies
  3. Paul survived three beatings involving wooden clubs
  4. Paul survived stoning
  5. Paul survived three shipwrecks
  6. Paul survived forty-eight hours in the deep sea
  7. Paul survived several journeys to far away or dangerous places
  8. Paul survived dangers from robbers
  9. Paul survived dangers in the city
  10. Paul survived dangers from his own countrymen
  11. Paul survived dangers in the wilderness
  12. Paul survived dangers from disloyal people
  13. Paul survived extreme exhaustion
  14. Paul survived a lot of pain
  15. Paul survived extreme cold without appropriate clothing

Learn more about the Apostle Paul

No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it’

1 Corinthians 10:13

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