When I was pregnant with my third child I was tired all the time. It didn’t matter what time of day it was, I fought to keep my eyes open. Because my other children were four and two years old, it was not so easy to take a nap when I wanted to.

My son was real active. As my belly grew bigger, I had trouble keeping up with him. My daughter would play with her brother to try and�keep him occupied, but most days, it was hard to satisfy him. He loved to get into things. He was a curious boy, that’s for sure. He would cry and cry if I put him in the playpen, so I would end up taking him out to keep myself sane.

As my due date drew close, doing my daily chores became such a major task. One afternoon I had been watching television. I put my head on one couch pillow and my feet up on the other. I could not stay awake. My eyes were crossing! In just a few minutes, I was off in dream land.

It was not long before I was abruptly awoken. I heard a very deep, powerful, male voice speak into my ear. In a very commanding tone he said, WWWaakkee Uupp!!! (wake- up) The strength and volume in which the voice spoke startled me.

I immediately opened my eyes and popped my head up off the pillow. I knew it was not my husbands voice. I was worried that a stranger may be in the house. Just then, I heard my son getting into something. I turned my whole body around to see if I could locate him. Lo and behold there he was climbing up my book case.

I quickly got myself, and my huge belly, up off the couch and ran to go get him. Within the thirty seconds it took to get there, he was almost at the top. I yelled out to him, and told him not to move. When I did that, he turned his head to look at me and lost his footing.

I got to him in the nick of time. I caught him just as he was about to fall. My heart was in my throat. I felt like crying. How could I allow myself to fall asleep?!!!!???

I was so thankful to whoever or whatever it was that woke me up. Who knows what would have happened had I not been warned.

I believe it was an angel protecting my son. He would have fallen from the top shelf. God only knows the damage that could have been done.

Lucid’s Thoughts:

Thank God for sending me a messenger that afternoon!