After three and a half weeks of traveling throughout America, I finally made it back home. Nothing out of the ordinary, other than being a bit tired. To my suprise, as well as my family's on Halloween day, while shopping at a nearby supermarket, I couldn't breathe anymore. The children were alarmed and took me to the emergency room. In a short time I was in a hospital bed. According to what the doctors said, I was almost dead, having one diagnosis after another confirm their suspicions. I now realize that if it wasn't for God's intervention, I would not be alive today. The reason I am still among you, is that God still needs me. Satan's plan was to end my life. This was shown to me numerous times while I was in the hospital. No matter how bad I felt in my body, I was always aware of everything happening around me. As I was speaking to one of my grandchildren, who was staying with me, I suddenly saw a great beast appear in the doorway of my room. It leaped at me, with it's jaws open, ready to tear me apart. It looked like a bear, covered in leopard skin. It was large enough, that I could stand fully erect inside it's jaws. Then from my right, a man appeared dressed in white, with a sword in his hand. He thrust his sword at the beast, saying: "Enough. You are not allowed to harm him." This was shown to me 3 times, and it terrified me. Nevertheless, I knew that someone was there to protect me.