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How I Found God In My Hospital Room


By Princess Crystal of

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It wasn’t a church. It wasn’t during a sermon. It wasn’t even a moment of praise.

I found God in a cold, sterile hospital room, hooked up to machines, facing the terrifying unknown of aggressive and experimental cancer treatment.

I was physically weak, emotionally drained, and still living under the shadow of an abusive relationship — a relationship that had stripped me of joy, peace, and self-worth for far too long.

I had reached the edge of myself.

And that’s where He met me.

One night, when the pain felt unbearable and fear wrapped itself around my chest like a vise, I felt something shift. Not outside me — inside.

The room didn’t get brighter. No angels descended. But I felt something real. Something holy. A presence. A peace I hadn’t known in decades.

I believe with everything in me that it was the Holy Spirit. In that sacred moment, I wasn’t alone anymore. I was comforted, held, and reminded that I was loved — deeply, unconditionally, eternally.

That moment changed everything. It was as if a light had been lit inside me, and no matter how dark the days ahead got, that light never went out.

The abuse didn’t stop overnight. I still lived in a storm. But I wasn’t afraid anymore.

Each day, as my body fought for healing, my spirit grew stronger. I started praying, listening, trusting.

God gave me courage I never knew I had — not just to fight cancer, but to fight for myself.

And fight I did.

The cancer went into remission. And with every step forward, I rebuilt my life — one prayer, one act of self-love, one boundary at a time.

Eventually, I found the strength to walk away from the relationship that had nearly destroyed me.

Today, I’m not just surviving — I’m living a life filled with purpose, freedom, and joy.

I’m engaged to a man who respects and cherishes me, and our love is grounded in faith, honesty, and mutual respect.

I share this not because my journey was perfect, but because God showed up in the middle of my mess.

If He can reach me in a hospital bed, battered by life and broken in spirit, He can reach anyone — right where you are.

My life is living proof that healing is possible. That transformation is real. And that when you invite God into your brokenness, He’ll do more than mend it — He’ll make it new.

Copyright 2025

Crystal Amon

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