July 9, 1994 – Saturday – 11:52 p.m.

This is my last journal entry for Fishnet.

Today I bumped into a little boy, he had lost his mom.  I helped them find each other and when they did they held onto each other and cried deeply.

As I walked back from their reunion, happy as I could be, I was in the midst of the crowd, and the band on the stage started playing, everyone in the crowd stood up and started clapping.  I know it sounds weird, but it felt like they were clapping for me.  I felt something stir in me and God said, “This is you.”

Later in the afternoon, a huge storm came up.  The tarp fell down and everyone was under it holding it down to keep it from flying away.  I, myself, videotaped the whole ordeal with Lisa’s video camera.

But what we didn’t know while we were under that tarp was that a huge funnel cloud formed above the hillside and almost touched ground.  But before it did, it seemed like something just picked it up and sent it on its way.

Later in the evening, the sky was filled with a double rainbow.  It was beautiful.  God has shown me who I am and he has made a promise to me.