For as far back as I can remember, I've always had a love for reading. When I was eight or nine years old, I was determined to memorize the names of the books of the Bible and to read the whole Bible, from Genesis to Revelation. I loved reading it so much so that while other kids on the block were outside playing, I would be lying on my Bigmama's living room floor totally engulfed in God's Word. It was captivating to me. I didn't know it then but Holy Spirit was there with me enlightening the Word so that I could understand it. At that young age I had a full understanding of the rapture, although the word rapture isn't mentioned in the Bible. Looking back, I realize now that it was He Who led me to spend that time with Him because He knew everything that was on the path ahead of me. That time spent on my Bigmama's living room floor with that big red Bible with the brown-haired, blue-eyed Jesus on the front would prove to be my saving grace.