The power went out in our town last night when a lightning storm damaged one of our lines. It was still out in early morning as I sat in my writing chair. By candlelight, I began to pray for family, friends, and our nation. When I prayed for our President concerning several attempts on his life, I was once again led to pronounce exposure to the deception and trickery of the devil.

In prayer, I saw the location of one attempt where evidence of a cover up was revealed after the crime scene had been scrubbed. In the image, one piece of evidence was missed, even as expert cleaners determined they had done a complete job.

That discovery became an obvious and condemning piece of evidence no one could deny. The real perpetrators of the assassination attempt were exposed.

The discovery would cross party lines and lead our nation toward a different conclusion, beyond our assumptions and what we had been told to believe.

That single piece of missed evidence was like the flickering candlelight I had placed near to me in the morning darkness. That flickering light was all I needed to move around and find my way in the darkness. What was hidden from sight could now be seen.