Bob forwarded the story of a woman who visited a psychic of some local
repute.
In a dark and gloomy room, gazing at cards laid out before her, the reader
delivered the bad news.
“There is no easy way to say this so I’ll just be blunt. Prepare yourself to
be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year.”
Visibly shaken, the woman stared at the psychic’s lined face, then at the
single flickering candle, then down at her hands. She took a few deep
breaths to compose herself. She simply had to know.
She met the psychic’s gaze, steadied her voice, and asked,
“Will I get away with it?”
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Dr Bob Griffin, www.grif.net
“Jesus knows me, this I love”