Here is another part of the new book from ‘Mike’s’ perspective:
Sitting in his office, he allowed his mind to drift about her. He knew the visions were becoming more real, and more intense, in his life. Mike was afraid it was a trick of the enemy. Seeing this woman almost every night in every dream started to scare him, but somehow, someway, Mike felt like these visions and dreams would become a reality.
He blushed, thanking God he was alone, as he recalled waking up one morning with such intensity in his manhood he was almost ashamed.
“Almost.” He whispered to himself. His cell phone pulled him out of his day dreaming; it was his pastor. “Pastor Whitlow, how are you?”
“I’m good Michael; I was just checking on you because you crossed my mind this afternoon. Bishop said to give you a call.”
Straightening up in his chair Mike looked around the office as if he were being watched. He knew his pastor and her husband walked strongly in the prophetic. “Well, ma’am, I’m good.”
“Are you retiring this year, Mike?”
“I plan to.” He responded.
“Are you dating, Mike?” She asked slowly.
“Uhm, No ma’am.”
“Mike, I’ve had a vision of you with a woman; this woman was in the hospital.”
He cleared his throat and said, “I’m not sure whom that is, Pastor Whitlow.”
“Mike, tell me you haven’t had these same visions.”
He let the phone drop slightly from his ear as he pondered lying to her; he knew he couldn’t, but he, too, couldn’t explain this woman or even share what her name is.
“I’ve had the same visions, Pastor.” He responded reluctantly.
“She’s your wife, Mike.”
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