 I remember not being worried at all when I got that phone call. See, my father told me two things. Thing one, he said, blessing, I'm going to be okay. And my father had always kept his word to me. Thing two, he said, God would heal me. And my father had raised me to believe that God kept his promises. And so I spent the time when my father and my mother were away, reading the Bible, memorizing every single scripture I could find on healing and God's promises.