A day like any other- Yet one I can’t forget: One that would end in tranquil peace- Or in pangs of deep regret. A highway I had traveled So many times before Became the place of tragedy When my car turned and left the road. “God would not take me this way,” I thought to myself, “I’ll survive.” But in an instant when all was revealed, I knew in my heart I would die. I cried to the Lord in whom I’d believed, “Jesus!” was all I could say. Nothing else mattered-not my fortune or fame- Faith alone mattered on that day. I woke, as it had all been a dream- But the message is clear and true. When you’re in the valley of the shadow of death, Which God will answer you?

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

I had this dream in February, 2001.