The night was dark and stormy. The wind was howling wild as an aged mother gazed upon the portrait of her child.
I found, at last, the sweet haven of sunshine in Jesus’ abiding love where, in His arms, He sweetly revealed His love for me.
Excerpt: “My would-be assassin had poisoned my spirit with fatal doses of despair by proxy of unwitting accomplices who, in their indifference, could be made patsies to murder hope in the valley of death. I was ‘dead on arrival’ at the hospital.” Read of my near-death experience that, forever, enhanced my outlook on life and eternity.
Excerpt from part 1: “They could all see me squint in wonder at my hands and their faces as, in awe, they stood of the event that they had just witnessed. The faith of prayer warriors had become evident because of the miracle of my sight.”
Excerpt: “God’s attentive ears would be open to your every prayerful breath of need and suffering.”