Before Africa in a little frozen town called Wasilla, I attended a church called Wasilla Bible Church. Upon entering the foyer Adele Morgan came and told me that she needed to talk to me. "Okay, whats up?" I replied. Adele was my volleyball coach in Jr. High School.
"I had a dream last night and you were in it."
"Really? What was it about?" I asked.
"Well, there was this guy," Adele went on to explain.
"Go on," I being very single wanted to know.
"You were with James Embree. You were MARRIED to James. It was a perfect wedding with worship and everything. You were perfectly matched in my dream. It was totally vivid. I grew up with him in Alaska because our parents were missionaries together. So, I called my mother to tell her about the dream. I asked her if she had seen James. She answered, no, but his dad is sitting in our living room right now."
"Crazy," I said.
"James' father said that he is not seeing anyone. He wants to go to seminary and is not interested in girls," Adele continued.
"Crazy," I said.
"James' father said that he is not seeing anyone. He wants to go to seminary and is not interested in girls," Adele continued.
"Oh, that is strange. I met him for the first time last night!"
Yes, it is a true story. I had never had anyone else ever tell me a dream. After almost 15 years of marriage. He is a gift from God to me.
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