I will die one day, but until then I will escape
death, one way or another. The trick, of course is knowing if my hour has come,
or not. I have mentioned several times that God promised my current
husband and I would grow old together in health. I have stood on that promise
several times, and yet, in the back of my mind, I know the hour of my death
will eventually come. Will I know the hour? Or, will it come as a surprise?
So far, premonitions have preceded the biggest
tragedies. In some cases, pre-knowledge allowed me to avert the danger. Most of
the time, God sent the premonitions to prepare me for heartbreaking circumstances.
Other times, the dreams and visions preceded a miracle.
The moment we planned an extended trip in our
RV, the dreams and visions began. Over and over the same scene played out in my
mind. I saw a steep narrow road, the ground falling away thousands of feet into
a canyon. For reasons not explained in the premonition, we fail to negotiate
the turn.
