Well, the next day, at around three in the afternoon, I felt the Lord tell me to stop what I was doing and to pray for the kids. So I did. I asked the Lord what He wanted me to pray for, and He told me to ask for His angels to surround them and protect them where ever they were, and that the angels would lead them to a safe place. (Again I was picturing smoke from the fire affecting their breathing, but this was not the problem.) I also sensed to ask that they would not become dizzy or ill.

When the kids got home safely, they told me that it was their college class entitled “Political Science”, that had caused the danger that called for such special preemptive prayer. The class started around three pm.

Turns out that this teacher (unknown to them before hand,) was openly and proudly a Muslim. He lectured on the Middle East problems, and every time he said the name ‘Mohammad’, (which was quite often,) he would always add on ‘may he rest in peace’. The teacher claimed that everyone must always say this if they ever said Mohammad’s name, especially in or for his class, in order to ‘show respect for the culture’.

The teacher spoke very fast in his thick foreign accent, which made it quite stressful just trying to keep up with understanding what all he was saying.

One of my boys, said the whole room was extremely oppressive, heavy, and unsettling. But this child neither heard nor seen any angels or demons. (When this kid gets stressed, he tends to block such visions from himself as a form of protection. So this did not surprise me too much.)

But my other kid could see and hear both the angels and the demons in the room. My kids were surrounded by God’s angels, and they were repeatedly saying quite firmly to them, (almost shouting,) “GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!” They kept saying this to them for as long as the class lasted, which was about an hour and a half.