“I told the kids to get ready. My son grabbed his Bible, his daily devotional, and his watch from his girlfriend. We heard the noise and the lights started flickering and we told them we loved them.”
“We pushed the pillows down on their heads and jumped on top of them and I started shouting the Lord’s Prayer. The louder the noise got, the louder I got. I prayed that God would not take them away. “Take me,” (I told God) but don’t take them, because I couldn’t go forward without them. — Gwen, near Hattiesburg, as told to a Billy Graham RRT chaplain
