About the Author and his Blessings

The sky was so beautiful with its background of pale blues and white clouds. It was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stood still. It just did not seem possible that only a few miles away in the jungle, the war was still raging on. As I sat on the rooftop reading a western paperback, I heard a voice that seemed to say my name. I saw no one and continued to read. Again, I heard a voice, this time I looked all around and saw no one and then I looked at the sky and saw our Savior, Jesus Christ, all in white with the gold sash around his middle...