I had battled to get home from the hospital that late evening. The weather was as the 3 to 11 shift had been…unpredictable, furiously windy with wild rain beating down. My car seemed to find its own way down the darker than usual wet midnight streets where shadows shifted in and out of my persevering path.
Exhausted as I was, a strange restlessness greeted me as I found my bed. Hours passed but sleep did not come. As I listened to the wind howl and shake, a specific sense of something needing to be done became increasingly apparent. I had learned from similar times in the past that this could mean someone or something needed help for protection or to see a different outcome. It was a type of summons from Heaven to join in specific prayer for an urgent need.
Numb, my tired body made its way downstairs, seeming to be led, as I looked out into the night where the trees swayed and bent, buffeted in the storm that came in the wake of Hurricane Sandy. I lifted up the names of my children, their spouses, my grandchildren, siblings and family. There was a peace about them all. That was not it. I waited.
Suddenly I heard a single word in my spirit. “Queens.” And then an instruction: “Stretch out your hand towards Queens.” The only place I knew with that name was in New York City, many miles away, East of Rochester, where I lived. I happened to be facing East and so I stretched out my hand in that direction. What happened next came through me but not from me.
“There will be no loss of life tonight in Queens, N.Y. I declare life and protection with no loss of life.” I heard the words come through me with matter of fact authority, like a decree. Suddenly there was a release with an acute awareness that work had been accomplished and all was well.
The restlessness lifted. Intense drowsiness now came as I returned to bed and immediate sleep overcame me.
The next morning I was puttering around my kitchen when the volume of the TV in the living room suddenly increased. Wondering what happened, I wandered in to take a look just in time to see a newsreel moving along the bottom of the TV screen from right to left.
“Massive five alarm fire sweeps through twelve apartments in building in Queens, N.Y. Cause undetermined. No loss of life.” The message repeated as I stood there in surreal amazement, unable to move.
Tears flowed as my grateful heart encountered the intense, overwhelming supernatural goodness of the One who had summoned me from my bed to join in the work of Heaven that night. A path had been paved on the earth for intervention. I believe angelic assignments were dispatched. The natural course of an event with an impending disaster was interrupted and changed to see, miraculously, on that dark hurricane night, no loss of life.
