Some years ago, I was attending a church that was going to join its sister church in Albany, New York for a conference. I was so excited about attending the conference, mainly because it was in a place I had never been before. The morning of my departure, I was dressing before a mirror when I looked and saw the face of a handsome young man inside a picture frame over my right shoulder! It was visible for what seemed to only be a matter of seconds, but it was long enough for me to take in every detail of the man's face -- and once I see someone's face, I don't forget it. I was scared out of my wits! I wasn't dreaming or hallucinating; I wasn't even thinking about a man, for that matter. Yet I saw this man's face as clearly as my own... and then it was gone. As quickly as it appeared, it disappeared and I saw nothing more than my own face once again. When I met my friends at the bus station, I didn't say anything about what Id seen in the mirror, yet they sensed something was up. I was unusually quiet, they said. It was true - my mind was preoccupied with trying to understand who I saw in the mirror and why, and I kept my thoughts to myself because I didn't feel comfortable talking to the people I was with about what happened. After our group arrived in Albany, we were told who we were going to be staying with. A gentleman drove a couple of my girlfriends and me to the hosting family's house. I walked in and took a seat. I looked at the wall on my right and I thought I was going to faint! There was the picture of the man I had seen in my mirror at home - exact in every detail. I met him in person later that day. There was nothing particularly interesting about our meeting. He was an everyday person. I wondered to myself why I saw his face beforehand, but I just couldn't, and still can't find any explanation. So I've stopped looking for one. Instead, I just keep it quietly tucked away in my memory until someone with a listening ear and a mind that's open to the possibility that such things can and do happen comes along.