This is a true story; 56 years in the making. I was a 14-year old, high school orator-in-waiting, preparing for my first statewide competition. Mrs. Schroedel, my eccentric debate coach, suggested a Bible verse might be a compelling way to start my speech. I didn’t own a Bible, in fact had never touched one, but my father kept a hand-me-down copy, given him as a child by his mother. I slipped into my bedroom, carefully closed the door, opened the strange book to a random page, closed my eyes and touched the page with my index finger.
And that’s when it happened: In His very special, inaudible way, God “whispered” to me.
I memorized the verse, wrote the speech, (which won the championship), and spent 31 years before I touched a Bible again. Today, at age 70, I live for it, hunger for it, and never go a day without reading and thinking about it. As it turns out, God had chosen the course of my life all those years ago, and had begun preparing me for a world, teetering on the brink in 2017.
Out of 31,000 verses in the Bible, the scripture God whispered to me was Matthew 24:6-8.
“And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places. All these are the beginning of sorrows.”
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