Twenty years ago, today, I lived.
I lived because a great and mighty God went before me in preparing the way for me not to die. I will not go into the steps he took (over a period of years, months, weeks, and days) in setting me up to survive. Suffice it to say that two days prior to the event, when I felt an almost irresistible urging to begin fasting and praying for someone not to die, I had no idea I was fasting and praying for myself!
The story of that fateful day, and of my great miracle, is posted HERE.