Understanding the AnointingGod's warning me about any impending tragedy. If there were
going to be a death in the family within the next two years, He'd
tell me. Sometimes you can change it and sometimes you can't;
He just gets you ready for it.
Years ago I was preaching for friends in California, and on
the last night of the meeting, they got some distressing news.
Their 16-year-old granddaughter, who had been visiting her
other grandparents in Oregon, got on a bus in Portland but
wasn't on the bus when it arrived in Los Angeles.
Finally the bus company traced her to Reno, Nevada, but
there they lost track of her. Her grandmother burst into tears and
was inconsolable. She was sure she would never see this
granddaughter again. It was heart-rending.
My wife and I were trying to comfort her. I was sitting in a
chair within three feet of her. With my eyes wide open, suddenly
I saw myself standing in front of the bus station in Reno. I've
never been there, but I know exactly what it looks like. I saw it.
I was standing behind a bus. I saw another bus pull up. It
said "Los Angeles" on the front of it. I saw people getting off,
including this blond girl. I saw the other passengers come back,
but the girl got on the bus in front of her bus.
I said, "Sister, Sister, Sister—she got on the wrong bus!"
She asked, "Are you sure?"
I said, "Yes, I saw her. She got on the wrong bus."
She asked again, "Are you sure?"
I said, "I'd stake my life on it before I'd say it isn't so. I'd
stake 25 years of ministry on it."
Sure enough, by the time the service was over, a
representative of the bus company called and said, "We located
your granddaughter in Salt Lake City. She got on the wrong bus.
She'll be back in here at 4 o'clock in the morning."
Thank God, the Spirit of God knows.
If I never get any other reward than to have seen that