When I was 16 years old, I had a bad motorcycle accident. I was taken to Whipps Cross Hospital and was in a coma for three months.
I had a long dream. In it, I was in a cave with two paths, with an opening at the end of each. One was down to the left, the other was down to the right.
I remember someone being with me. I had to go one way. I don’t know which way I went, but that was the time I began to wake up. Mum and dad were at my bedside, with my brother and his girlfriend, who asked me what colour her dress was. I said "blue" and mum cried. "Was I right?" Mum answered, “yes, dear”.
That was when they knew I was awake.
I had a long fight to get better and Jesus was with me all the time and still is with me.
Things do go wrong as in all life, but Jesus works around that. I know! Let Jesus into your life and you will see.