Goose bumps popped out all over my body. Tears running down my face. Hubby, after several glasses of wine, asleep in his chair (snoring). Let out a whoop when Florida was at last announced for DJT, hubby woke and asked what happened. Gave him the news and he, being groggy, failed to understand. About every 10 minutes which followed the question was repeated and answered until he realized the significance and the fact had a last struck home. Almost dancing on the ceiling. On such a high, to come back down to solid ground took more than just a few hours. That night was spent in another dimension, we alternating first whooping it up and then to prayers of Praise for what had been seen. The dream like event is forever imprinted in memory. Truly a night to remember.
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