While I was praying on Wednesday November 11, two days before the coordinated Paris attacks, I began to cry uncontrollably. This only happens when I know “something” is going to happen. I begin to feel like this when a major earthquake or other major disaster is approaching.
Then Friday, early in the morning, the day of the Paris attacks, I had a dream. I saw huge bulls roaming loose on the streets. They did not seem like normal, cattle bulls. They were huge, muscular, and they looked aggressive.… [Continue reading...]