Gasping for breath, I sat up in bed. The beating of my heart pounding through my torso as thunder to lightening. Shaking with a fear that had gripped and paralyzed my body and my soul, I tried to remember the dream..

The only part of the dream I could remember were the words that kept playing through my mind repeatedly. What could I have dreamed that was so terrifying that I would be reciting a Bible verse?

I knew sleep was not to be had this night. Though the night was warm and humid, I slipped on my robe wrapping it closely to my body. Somehow it felt comforting to be fully clothed. Feeling uneasy with the darkness I went through the house turning on every light.

Gathering a notebook and pen I went into the kitchen made hot chocolate and settled into the big recliner. Trying desperately to remember any thing of the dream.

Rocking in the chair with my eyes closed, I suddenly jerked back to reality. Looking down at the notebook not thinking I had written anything I was startled to see pages filled with one sentence written over and over. As I walk through the shadow of death, I will fear no Evil.

This is impossible, I haven’t been sitting here longer then 5 minutes. A chill suddenly began to creep up my spine. Turning slowly to look at the clock, I realized I had actually been sitting in the chair for 55 minutes.

Don’t get me wrong, I do not deny there is a God. It’s just I do not see myself going around quoting Bible verses. I haven’t even heard that verse since I was a young child. To suddenly remember it so vividly is disturbing.

Jumping at a sound, I dropped the notebook and ran from the chair. Standing in the middle of the room listening I realized the sound were sirens. They were coming quickly in my direction and there were many of them.

I could see the rotating lights through the curtains. Taking a deep breath, turning on the porch light, I stepped out onto the porch. A young officer instantly appeared and advised me that there had been a home invasion next door. I needed to get back in my home with the doors locked.

I watched through the window as the ambulance loaded my neighbors. Not being able to stay inside any longer, I once again stepped out onto the porch and motioned for and officer.

This time and older officer approached me. He answered my questions after I explained to him that my husband was away on a hunting trip and I was alone. Reminding me of my Dad, he took my arm and led me back into the house. He checked every window, closet, and even looked under the beds. Assuring me my home was secure, he patted my hand and told me daylight was only a couple hours away and just stay inside.

As he was leaving, he noticed the notebook on the floor with the verse written over and over. I explained that I had awoke from what I thought was a very bad dream and that was all I could remember of it.

Smiling, he handed me the notebook and stated that I had indeed had a divine intervention. My home was on the corner, the back less viewable with my scrubs, and trees. It would have been a much better choice for the intruders. I must have cut all the lights on just in time. Which made the intruders select another home.

When he left, I sit back in my chair staring at the notebook. A flood of intense emotions streaming through my body. Wiping a tear that was running down my cheek, this was all so bizarre. Was there really no nightmare? Is that line actually what woke me up? Did the lord actually place his hand upon me and shelter me from a horrible fate?

I will never know that answer for sure. However, I do have a stronger relationship with the lord now.

My husband arrived home and passing the refrigerator, he asked me what the two small angles holding the verse As I walk through the shadow of death, I will fear no Evil, was all about? Kissing him on the cheek, I smiled and stated. “ Just a message from the lord, I never intend on forgetting.”

While this story is purely fictional, I have always been interested in stories of Angels and divine intervention that so many people have spoken of in their lives. What is your theory of this? Have you or anyone you know had such happen to them? Just curious.

Have a great night.

Patricia Smith

Author of Forewarned

http://www.freewebs.com/blessedbeps