Back in early 2013 I was visiting my family in Perth. It was my 2nd last day and I decided to visit my dad and spend a few hours with him before I left the next day. My dad is 75.
When it was time to leave, my dad and I stood up and I hugged him. There was an arrest in my spirit. It was like my stomach moved. My immediate thought was 'is this the last time I am going to hug my dad?'
Dad walked me outside and as I drove off, this sense of 'something' was still very strong. I took an extra long look at dad. Then as I drove around the corner on my way home I started to pray. My main prayer was, 'please Lord, don't take him until he knows you' I prayed for his protection, health etc, as I really didn't know what I was sensing exactly, but it was a little alarming.
Back in Sydney I went about my day as usual, but the moment when I hugged him was still strong in my thoughts. I had not told anyone about this.
