Chapter 3 - Page 25 - Africa Bound

dream image lower the young girl’s head down to the mat. His dream image rose and put his hands together as if to pray. He lifted teary eyes toward heaven and shouted, “Father, how could you allow this young girl to suffer so?”

   A booming voice interrupted the vision. “Jim,” the voice said, “the vision you see is yet to come. She will be the first to be delivered to you. Many more will follow.”

   The voice paused. Jim considered what the voice said.

   “The girl’s name is Rhasha and she lives in Africa. Remember her, Jim. She will be a blessing and an inspiration to you for the rest of your life.”

   Jim looked at the image of himself and the young black girl, wondering what part she would play in his life. The voice spoke no more. The image of Rhasha on the bed of matted leaves faded away. All that remained of the vision was the image of himself. Within seconds, the image of himself disappeared too.

   That vision had ended but suddenedly Jim found himself high in the sky, looking through the windows of a small plane. he could see the propellers on the engines turning rapidly; he heard the deafening noise the twin engines made as they pulled the plane through the sky. Inside the plane he saw a girl, and he was made aware that this was also Rhasha, even though the girl Jim saw in the plane was nothing like the Rhasha he’d seen with the angels. This Rhasha was healthy and pretty. Her face was like that of an angel. She was crying, and she appeared to be praying to God. A light blue aura surrounded her. Jim marveled at her beauty.