“Trumpets blazed, and the crashing sound of many waters filled the room. Then, just as before, Obadiah and Mithpalel appeared to slip out of the book and tower above them as they sat in Doug’s living room. A little breeze blew through the room and lifted up the hair on Kathy’s neck.
She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself. “The Holy Spirit is here. I can feel Him.”