Today I witnessed a young man having a seizure and before it took over, he let out a cry of distress. I have never observed a situation where so many people wanted to help but couldn't. All I could do was call on the name of Jesus. When it was all over he quickly came to himself. I later learned that it was his 6th episode in a ten day time frame. This reminded me of how things were for me not long ago. I was faced with a great trial and although people wanted to help; it was nothing that anyone could do. My cry of distress was heard by the Almighty and as always, he came to see about me. Like the young man, once the turbulence ceased I returned to myself. When nothing else could help it was the love of God that lifted me.