In the summer of the year

two thousand,

I began to experience

severe headaches

that felt as if a steel

grip engulfed my head

My body began to deteriorate

and soon I could not function.

Yet my faith in God

kept me going.

Doctors near and far

made their diagnosis

and gave their grim report,

saying there was nothing

more that they could do.

Looking at the expression

on my family's faces

they were all so sad

as my condition worsened

A close Relative whispered

you do not have much time,

and in my dreams I saw it.

The road that I I travelled

had ended.

I lay boxed in by death's

iron grip, but I refused

to stay there.

Verbally His word rang out

and yes I believed all at once

Then in that very instant

He spoke these word to me

you shall not die! you shall

declare My word, to a lost

and a dying world!

Instantly His healing Hand

denied death!

Now here I am at Authors Den

declaring His word!