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i ran across this article in search of info on a denom i had never heard of.
Celebrated Cardiologist's Personal Spiritual Quest . . .
Jeff Markin was a dead man.
In fact, he was officially declared dead at 8:05 a.m. in a Florida hospital emergency room.
The date was Oct. 20, 2006.
Only 53 years old, Markin was a big, burly, ordinary guy, a mechanic by trade.
And not a religious man by any means.
Heart specialist Dr. Chauncey Crandall was attending to his patients when he was summoned to the ER, but he knew his presence on the scene was not only a last resort — but also most likely a lost cause.
Jeff Markin's heart rhythm had flat lined with cardiac arrest from a massive heart attack. A full 40 minutes had come and gone since his heart beat last. His pupils were fixed and dilated — he'd been "down" too long.
By the time Dr. Crandall arrived at the emergency room, Markin's heart had already been shocked six times with the defibrillator. Just to make sure, his non-beating heart received a seventh shock, also to no avail. Rounds of medications and other efforts had all failed to revive the patient.
Markin's lips, fingers, and toes had literally turned black with death from a lack of oxygen.
There was no doubt — he was dead.
After Markin died, nearly everyone left the room. Nobody wants to remain around the smells and specter of death.
Chauncey Crandall IV, M.D., F.A.C.C., practices interventional, vascular, and transplant cardiology. He is chief of the Cardiac Transplant Program at Florida's Palm Beach Cardiovascular Clinic.
He received his post-graduate medical training at Yale University School of Medicine and did a cardiology fellowship at Beth Israel Hospital and Mount Sinai Medical Center in New York City. Upon relocating to Palm Beach in 1993, he established the Duke University Cardiology Program affiliated with the cardiology division of Good Samaritan Hospital in that area.
Dr. Crandall has conducted a number of research studies and clinical trials and published his research in several prestigious medical journals.
He is married and the father of two sons. He is also the board chairman and Founder of The Chadwick Foundation, a nonprofit dedicated to building clinics and orphanages around the world with a message of love and hope. He established the foundation in memory of his late son.
Descended from seven generations of ministers, he now ministers to his patients through his expertise as a cardiologist and prays for their healing through the power of God.
While a nurse prepared Jeff Markin's lifeless body for the morgue, Crandall remained in the room to write up his final report.
Then, once he completed his paperwork, Dr. Crandall headed toward the door to return to his own patients.
Standing in the door's threshold, however, he was overcome with a strong feeling.
A deep-seated sense that God wanted him to turn around and pray for Markin.
At first, Dr. Crandall — a man of science — was somewhat reluctant, even embarrassed. He felt foolish.
But the request from God came to Crandall again, even more compelling this time.
So he felt called to heed the message. As Dr. Crandall put it, he felt like "God's intercom."
And even though the words Crandall said came through him, he had no sense of devising them — they poured from him of their own accord.
"Father God," Crandall prayed, "I cry out for this man's soul. If he does not know You as his Lord and Savior, raise him from the dead now, in Jesus' name."
Then another strange thing happened.
Involuntarily, Crandall's right arm shot up in a gesture of prayer and praise.
At that moment, the ER doctor came back into the room and Crandall ordered him to give Markin what seemed like one more useless shock from the defibrillator.
At first reluctant, the doctor finally did as Crandall asked, and applied the defibrillator.
Immediately, the machine registered a perfect heartbeat.
Jeff Markin started breathing on his own; his black, cyanotic toes and fingers twitched. Soon, he began to mumble.
Jeff Markin had returned from the dead.
And Dr. Chauncey Crandall would never be the same again.
there is a book to this i dont know anything about .. but the testimony caught my attention
Celebrated Cardiologist's Personal Spiritual Quest . . .
First, He Brought a Dead Man Back to Life
— Not With Medicine, But With Prayer
Yet That Was Just the Beginning of the Story . . .
Now, His Candid, True Account Will
Help Bring You More Fully to Life, Too . .
— Not With Medicine, But With Prayer
Yet That Was Just the Beginning of the Story . . .
Now, His Candid, True Account Will
Help Bring You More Fully to Life, Too . .
Jeff Markin was a dead man.
In fact, he was officially declared dead at 8:05 a.m. in a Florida hospital emergency room.
The date was Oct. 20, 2006.
Only 53 years old, Markin was a big, burly, ordinary guy, a mechanic by trade.
And not a religious man by any means.
Heart specialist Dr. Chauncey Crandall was attending to his patients when he was summoned to the ER, but he knew his presence on the scene was not only a last resort — but also most likely a lost cause.
Jeff Markin's heart rhythm had flat lined with cardiac arrest from a massive heart attack. A full 40 minutes had come and gone since his heart beat last. His pupils were fixed and dilated — he'd been "down" too long.
By the time Dr. Crandall arrived at the emergency room, Markin's heart had already been shocked six times with the defibrillator. Just to make sure, his non-beating heart received a seventh shock, also to no avail. Rounds of medications and other efforts had all failed to revive the patient.
Markin's lips, fingers, and toes had literally turned black with death from a lack of oxygen.
There was no doubt — he was dead.
After Markin died, nearly everyone left the room. Nobody wants to remain around the smells and specter of death.
Meet Dr. Crandall
Chauncey Crandall IV, M.D., F.A.C.C., practices interventional, vascular, and transplant cardiology. He is chief of the Cardiac Transplant Program at Florida's Palm Beach Cardiovascular Clinic.
He received his post-graduate medical training at Yale University School of Medicine and did a cardiology fellowship at Beth Israel Hospital and Mount Sinai Medical Center in New York City. Upon relocating to Palm Beach in 1993, he established the Duke University Cardiology Program affiliated with the cardiology division of Good Samaritan Hospital in that area.
Dr. Crandall has conducted a number of research studies and clinical trials and published his research in several prestigious medical journals.
He is married and the father of two sons. He is also the board chairman and Founder of The Chadwick Foundation, a nonprofit dedicated to building clinics and orphanages around the world with a message of love and hope. He established the foundation in memory of his late son.
Descended from seven generations of ministers, he now ministers to his patients through his expertise as a cardiologist and prays for their healing through the power of God.
While a nurse prepared Jeff Markin's lifeless body for the morgue, Crandall remained in the room to write up his final report.
Then, once he completed his paperwork, Dr. Crandall headed toward the door to return to his own patients.
Standing in the door's threshold, however, he was overcome with a strong feeling.
A deep-seated sense that God wanted him to turn around and pray for Markin.
At first, Dr. Crandall — a man of science — was somewhat reluctant, even embarrassed. He felt foolish.
But the request from God came to Crandall again, even more compelling this time.
So he felt called to heed the message. As Dr. Crandall put it, he felt like "God's intercom."
And even though the words Crandall said came through him, he had no sense of devising them — they poured from him of their own accord.
"Father God," Crandall prayed, "I cry out for this man's soul. If he does not know You as his Lord and Savior, raise him from the dead now, in Jesus' name."
Then another strange thing happened.
Involuntarily, Crandall's right arm shot up in a gesture of prayer and praise.
At that moment, the ER doctor came back into the room and Crandall ordered him to give Markin what seemed like one more useless shock from the defibrillator.
At first reluctant, the doctor finally did as Crandall asked, and applied the defibrillator.
Immediately, the machine registered a perfect heartbeat.
Jeff Markin started breathing on his own; his black, cyanotic toes and fingers twitched. Soon, he began to mumble.
Jeff Markin had returned from the dead.
And Dr. Chauncey Crandall would never be the same again.
there is a book to this i dont know anything about .. but the testimony caught my attention
. i found this when researching free Methodist .i know about the UM.C i was raised united Methodist in face just few weeks ago i preached in that little church . they survived i preached a evangelistic message. i believe in divine healing not divine healers... not a fan of Benny hinn
