My son called me and told me my granddaughter was in the hospital. She was, by this time, doing good. He told me what happened and I asked him why he didn’t call. He said we didn’t call anyone. I was a little upset as this had been a life and death situation. He kept saying “mom I didn’t know what to do”. (I could have smacked him.) Later as I was thinking about the time I remembered 3 days before the Holy Spirit came over me and I prayed in the spirit so fervently. I knew the Holy Spirit was praying for something or someone. I told my son “I may not have known what was going on but the Holy Spirit did and interceded through me her grandma. Thank Jesus my granddaughter is alive! I’m so thankful for the Holy Spirit that prays things we don’t even know what to pray for.