It was one of those weird nights when you just cannot fall asleep, Monday the 26th of May 2008 to be exact. As I recall there was nothing special about the preceding or following day(s) that should cause such unrest.
I have a habit of winding down when I lay down to sleep with recollections of the past day and with praying regarding events past and future and this usually takes anything up to an hour. Given this practise the time tossing and turning was put to good use and I prayed. A seriously weird thing occurred while praying and it was like my hands and feet were ablaze! I had a recollection of a prophet that tried to stop talking about God causing his bones to feel like they were lit on fire.
