The
question, “Do you Believe in Angels?”
My
Guardian Angel
I
knew I was not a strong swimmer, but I followed the other boys who were. They
were swimming fast across Ryepatch Reservoir, which was half a mile across at
this point, and half a mile from the dam. I stood and watched till they reached the other side before I had the courage to jump in. I swam as fast as I could, so when I reached the center, I became
fatigued, and I was sure I was about to drown.
I
said “God, if you want me to die, I am ready, but if you don’t I need help”.
Immediately,
I heard a woman’s calm voice which said,
“Relax,
pick your best stroke and swim slowly to shore”.
I
chose my side-stroke, and here I am fifty-nine years later, almost to the day.
“Believing”
implies not knowing.
I know.
Let
this be your opportunity to share your own experiences.
Why
me Lord
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