The Chengdu Journal - interpreted for the next "Our Box of Chocolates".
The night before I left...
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The evening before I was to leave, my wife had a violent dream that someone was choking her. This dream, so intensely real and frightening caused her to struggle with the assailant while she slept. She struggled so mightly, she woke herself up. I myself, slept quite soundly and never heard a thing. |
![]() Perched on the top lip of the Bohai Gulf, products manufactured in the industrial heartland of the north are exported through Dalian. It’s port is one of the five largest in China. Zhongshan Square (pictured) is Dàlián's hub: grand buildings, most dating to the early 1900s, encircling a huge roundabout. It is very common for large crowds to come to watch the Dàlián Shide football stars on the square's giant TV screen. |
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We felt very grateful to God for his intervention during the night. As we have felt through our entire lives, His protection of us never waivers. We've each had dreams come to us that have triggered events in our favor. We see them as intentionally sent from our Lord. We saw this dream as such a gift. Our Lord's unwaivering vigulence, is a grace and fortune to have, particularly so for me as I would rely on Him all through my journey to Chengdu. |
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