Frank Vivacqua had studied at Bible college and felt confident in his faith—until one night, when an unsettling dream shook him to his core.

Frank recalled a moment that pulled him back to the roots of his spiritual life.

“I used to pray on my knees all the time,” he said. “And I stopped doing it for a while. But this particular night, just in my room, I felt apprehended by the Spirit just to get on my knees. And I said a simple prayer. I said, ‘Lord, don't take me. I'm not ready to die.’”

His wife, Shelly, remembers that night vividly.

“He had had a dream that he was dying,” she said, “and he kept begging God to not take him.”

Not even a week later, the dream began to feel like a warning.

Frank said it started with something small:

“I felt a numbness in my left arm. And I looked at

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