Beginning Tomorrow Today - By Timothy Sherman

at this time of day. The traffic moved slowly along like a meandering river of machinery. I was very relaxed and laidback for the no-hurry cruise over the hill to the entry area of downtown Portland, Or egon. My wife, Glenda, had asked me to pick up some products at a naturopathic store downtown. Traffic was thick, and I missed my off-ramp. I was stuck on the I-405, which would take me over the Fremont Bridge and onto the I-5 North. If I didn't make a quick decision it would take me miles out of the way. Qyickly I took the next off-ramp to the left. That would keep me from crossing this big arch bridge, the largest and most impressive of the many Portland bridges that cross the Willamette River. The music I was listening to filled the car and filled my soul with the presence of the Lord as I stopped at the first traffic ligh t. I figured I could make a couple of lefts and catch an on-ramp to go back the way I came. I could then complete my product run and head home with the package. After making my second turn I went up a little hill. At the crest of the hill I suddenly drove through what seemed like a heat wave. Everything looked wavy for just a second as though I were looking at a mirage. I was startled and thought, "Where am I? How did I get clear out here?" I pulled to the side of the road and parked. It looked like I was about three miles away, parked on a hill in the St John's area looking out at the Fremont Bridge. 1his was not possible because I had turned left and driven in the exact opposite direction toward the downtown area. The large arches of the Fremont Bridge were in full view from where I was parked. Downtown Portland was in full spectrum on both sides of the river. All the high rises and skyscrap ers downtown were in panoramic view from where I sat gazing and wondering. The inner voice spoke audibly in a loving, kind, and serious tone, "I have brought you here to show you something very urgent. Would you like to see it as an open vision?" I instantly perceived what it would be like ifl were to experi ence this terrible event. It all happened faster than I could think. I spoke aloud in a startled voice, "No, Lord, I don't want to see it." I knew inside of me what it was because I saw it in an instant. I did 115