I was working at Maryview for only a day or two when I was cutting through the kitchen one day and was met by one of the nurses aides who stopped me dead in my tracks and said," Are you a Christian??" Yes I am I told her. She then proceeded to tell me that she knew I was. I asked her how she knew. "I could just feeeeeel the spirit movin between us!" Vera was her name. She was a blessing to meet also. I always felt the presence of our lord when she was there. She would get discouraged at times about being there as an aide because she felt God wanted her to do something more important than what she was doing. I remember when my fingers got squished in the big metal door and the pain I felt. I sought her out and when I found her I said,"Go ahead". She gave me a strange look but soon knew what I was talking about. She prayed right there in the room for God to heal my hand and not allow any permanent damage to come to it. As far as this man is concerned Vera was working right where she needed to be. She was a blessing to me. I am thankful that Vera was an aide at the hospital that God put me in.