“Get out of the house. If you do not leave, you will die.” The command was so loud and urgent that the earth beneath me seemed to tremble. Yet my sleep-filled eyes could see no one talking. I was 15 years old, groggy, and had never heard of Jesus Christ. I didn’t know where I would go or what would happen. Walking out into the African air that night, I only knew I must obey. I can think of no earthly reason why God should have intervened in my life in such a dramatic way all those years ago. I just know He did – and still does.