We Are South | Exodus 35

April 22, 2019, started out like any other Monday, post Easter.  We had a fun time as a community, leading up to Easter.  We did an Easter Art Show that was amazing.  We had over 1400 people coming to our campus over Easter weekend.  The Monday started out with me having a lot of energy, a lot of excitement over all that God had done, but our team was a little bit tired.  The other thing that was kind of at play for me is that for the few days leading up to Easter, I had some kind of weird things going on with my heart.  My heart rate was fluctuating some and elevated at times when it shouldn't be.  I had a little bit of tightness in my chest, but I tried not to make too much of it, like it would just "go away," right?  I went through Monday and did my thing, but when evening came I wasn't feeling too well.  The tightness was pretty solid in my chest and my pulse rate was fluctuating, so I did what most men do, I hoped it would go away.  I tried to go to sleep, but it didn't feel right and like something was off.  So I did what you should NEVER, EVER do late at night when you think something is wrong with you.....I went on WEBMD!!  And of course, all signs were pointing to a heart attack.  I began to be very anxious, and was afraid to go to sleep, thinking I might not wake up again.  My wife had taken her sleeping meds, and I knew she couldn’t drive me, so I chewed on what to do.  And so finally, I texted my mother-in-law Connie, who lives with us, and said, “I think I’m having a heart attack and I need you to drive me to the emergency room.” She took me, and the moment I told the hospital staff, “I’m having chest pains,” they whisked me back to a room and a whole host of people surrounded me, hooking me up to wires and all sorts of things. And within about 30 seconds, the doctor was in there.  I just want to give you some free advice: no matter what your ailment, you can skip the long wait in the ER if you simply tell them you are having chest pains! Finally, after about $10,000 worth of tests, the nurse came in.  I gulped and waited for the bad news, assuming it was open heart surgery time.  She said, “You’re most definitely not having a heart attack.”  She could have told me she just got back from vacationing on the moon and I would have believed her just as much, because WebMD told me I was having a heart attack.  The doctor came in and told me the bad news...I was having a panic attack.  That was kind of embarrassing.  I didn't believe it.  The doctor said all my symptoms were due to stress. I’m not one to really have anxiety or to feel stress, so I didn’t recognize the symptoms in my body...