Do I have another blood clot in my heart? That’s what it felt like as I quickly threw groceries into my cart at Wal-Mart. I was already frustrated. The day hadn’t gone as planned. It was after 7p.m., on a Saturday evening, and there I was shopping. I was supposed to be resting and preparing my mind for Sunday worship. Before leaving for the store, I had been in a heated exchange with my wife. I had two sermons to preach the next day. I didn’t have time for this. Plus, we were having people over for lunch after services. But whatever “this” was, it felt like it wasn’t going to be going away any time soon.

Why was I having a hard time breathing? Why did my chest feel so heavy? I’m pretty in tune with my body. My face wasn’t hurting the way it was when I had…