I am not a writer, I do not know how to begin to write a novel. I have a story that must be told based on facts. It's not based on a dream, imagination, nor coincidence. My novel tells the story when God's (Holy Spirit) came to me in Birmingham Alabama, on January fifth, and sixth, two-thousand eight, on a school ground and left physical evidence. It takes place during a cool month of around fifty-five degrees over a two-day period. We are living today in a turbulent world where there is so much uncertainty, some feel hopeless, and some are losing faith. I come to tell them today, "God Is Alive and God Is Real" "Two Days That Changed My Life Forever" ~~~~~Beverly