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This writer spent most of his life hip deep in the world, or in the secular life. One night while sleeping alone in his apartment bedroom, he was awakened in a spectacular fashion by the sound of a tornadic wind that whirled around and through everything in the room, including him. Then he heard what seemed to be angels' voices. He attempted to rise, but a powerful unseen hand forced him down upon the bed.
This event and another made the author realize he was anointed to write for God.