Seeing the Dead
Confusion plays a role in second guessing everyday decisions. On Sunday, I insisted on picking up a fishing partner at a local restaurant near the back parking lot in
Elizabeth. As we were leaving I thought I saw a dead
body on the rocks off the pier. I warned
him to be careful when digging for bait and shared what I saw. The next day on the news in the same franchise
restaurant’s parking lot in Newark. In a stolen car was a dead man with a seat belt around his neck.
Also that same morning my doorbell rang and panicky the person was on their way to the ER stating they felt like committing suicide. Did my vision reveal a close spiritual connection? The police wanted to know how did the owner of the stolen car know where to find their car?