:: eventually becoming a minister in the United Church of Christ ::
Just like Jeremiah Wright....
On 7 Jan 2008 I emerged from a 3-day chemically induced coma following a coronary bypass graft procedure which went terribly wrong. The vessel from my first procedure a quarter century earlier had adhered to my sternum, and when they cracked my chest, sploosh, blood everywhere, and the team had to develop a Plan B on the fly. It worked, but only just. As they were bringing me back, I was in terrible pain because the nurses were pulling tubes out of my throat. At that moment, I was convinced that I was on my way to hell. I had gone to confession a couple of months earlier and figured that it didn’t work and I was doomed for eternity. Eventually I figured out that I was alive and saw my family at the foot of my bed in ICU. If I hadn’t been a believer before, that incident would certainly have made me one. Deo Gratias!
As long as we're being snarky, "pretty vestments" and all . . . .