Could this be a coincident or the sign from God? I questioned myself joyously. You can't blame me, how would I explain Heaven calling me at that particular moment? Excited, I immediately reached for the phone, clicked on the green button, it went silent and I brought it to my ear.
"Pastor Alex…" a voice I could recognize even in my dreams cried out.
"Calm down dear, what is the matter?" I consoled her.
"Pastor… my… my… father" she sobbed into the phone.
"What is wrong with him?"
"My… father is … is… dead"
"Jesus!" I uttered aloud in shock.
"Daddy is dead oh… he was shot by robbers" she sniffed. "Nevaeh is unconscious…" she wept on the phone.
"Calm down… I'm coming over to be with you and take Nevaeh to the hospital."
Hurriedly, I ended the call, jumped from the bed, got into my car and headed straight to her family house.
