When you are raised in a Christian Home, you are taught that God is always there. When a catastrophic illness hit my home we were knocked off of our feet. We came to a curve in the road that we couldn't make straight. Every where we turned there was chaos and turmoil. We were left with the feeling that God had forgotten about us. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. We were fighting a battle and we needed God to help us win the war.