A day like any other-
Yet one I can�t forget:
One that would end in tranquil peace-
Or in pangs of deep regret.

A highway I had traveled
So many times before
Became the place of tragedy
When my car turned and left the road.

�God would not take me this way,�
I thought to myself, �I�ll survive.�
But in an instant when all was revealed,
I knew in my heart I would die.

I cried to the Lord in whom I�d believed,
�Jesus!� was all I could say.
Nothing else mattered-not my fortune or fame-
Faith alone mattered on that day.

I woke, as it had all been a dream-
But the message is clear and true.
When you�re in the valley of the shadow of death,
Which God will answer you?
The Valley of the Shadow of Death
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I had this dream in February, 2001.
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