One of the most devastating tornadoes to strike in the United States took place on April 6, 1936, in Gainesville, Georgia. The official death toll of over 200 people in a city of (in 1936) 17,000 does not include its black residents, who, due to the shameful racism of the era, were not counted at all. Also, the collapse of the Cooper Pants Factory, causing the deaths of approximately seventy persons, still stands as the highest count for single building deaths due to tornado.
According to accounts of the catastrophe, which can easily be found online, the assault on Gainesville was actually the result of two separate tornadoes that converged on the downtown area. So catastrophic was the event people still talk about it today.
In fact, just this week, Johnny Vardeman of the Gainesville Times wrote a column devoted to it, from which I take the following story.
One of those who did not survive the deadly tornado was Mary Hudgins Evans. She worked in downtown Gainesville in the offices of the Wright's Ice Cream Parlor.
On the night of April 5 she had a premonitive dream which she shared with her husband. In the dream, Mrs. Evans' mother visited her to let her know that she was coming for her. She told her husband that he would now be responsible for raising their young child.
The deadly tornadoes struck the next morning, shortly after 8 a.m. Some ten minutes before the tornadoes, Mrs. Evans placed a final call to her husband in order to say one last good-bye to him.
This is the type of tale - of which I could give hundreds, many from my own experience - that convinces me there is more than meets the eye in this complex Cosmos of ours.
It leads me to believe the Cosmos is the product of a Master Mind and that our minds are but small parts of that Master Mind, that we can in some sense tap into that Master Mind and receive direction.