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Testimony... Angels Unaware
by Joyce Poet
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I was just reading ĎWhereís My Childís Angel,í a poem by fellow writer William Mae. It sparked memories of the many, many miracles performed in my childrenís lives, and a few in my own. A few of the miraculous occurrences in Danielís life can be found in my article ĎA Beautiful Giftí and one for Tabitha in 'Teenagers -- What Fun!' Those miracles were really awesome! But thereíve been a few others that Iíd like to share while itís on my mind.

I was traveling down 175, a 4-lane highway, at about 70 mph one day. Fifteen years ago, we didnít see anything wrong with a car seat being in the front of a vehicle as long as it was facing the seat. Besides, it made it a lot easier and safer to deal with the babies than trying to reach over the seat to comfort them or stop every time they cried. And there was Daniel, resting peacefully on the passenger side.

If there is a law against turning without a blinker, a lot of people in Texas havenít been clued into that tidbit. As for brake lights, hers either werenít working or she was driving a standard and geared down to a stop in the middle of a major highway. Whatever the deal was, some woman was simply stopped some 20 - 25 yards in front of me. As there was a crossover there, I took it she didnít know where she was going (or what she was doing!) and decided, on a whim, to turn around. Time seemed to freeze.

There was no time for brakes. I was going to hit her in the rear at 70 mph. There was a trench on the driverís side about 6-feet deep. There was a pickup beside me in the right hand lane and the trench on his side was about the same depth. There was nowhere to go. There was no avoiding her! In that frozen second, I saw the man in that pickup look down into my passenger window at Daniel. He immediately turned his steering wheel, putting his own life in danger, and veered off of the highway and into the trench on the other side.

I swerved around the womanís car and took the next crossover, checking constantly in my rearview mirror for signs of the pickup. I wanted to go back and thank the man for saving our lives. He wasnít there. There was no sign of his pickup. There were no signs, whatsoever, that heíd even taken the ditch. I looked up the highway, (You can see a long way on a flat Texas highway!) but I saw nothing. Itís possible that I missed him when I was going across the crossover. But I donít see how. To pass me up that quickly, heíd have had to never slow down, even in that 6-foot trench.

Maybe, just maybe, (even highly likely whether this was the case or not) my sonís angels, perhaps unaware, are doing their job.

This was just a small example of Godís hand at work in Danielís life. His has been one of near-misses since before he was even born, as told in ĎA Beautiful Gift.í But Iíd like to share with you another story, one that doesnít pertain to Daniel at all. Itís a miracle story of my own:

Seems we always lived in big, old, drafty houses. Oklahoma springs can get quite chilly, especially in one of those drafty houses. Born on a cold day in March, Momís main concern when I got home was keeping me warm. She found a place near the space heater and away from drafts to bundle me up. She has since become the wise Grandmother with statements for all new mothers, such as: ďWhy do you have a sweater on her? Are you cold? If you arenít, then neither is she.Ē

She kept me too hot and I wound up with double pneumonia. At two months old, I weighed less than I did the day I was born. After a few days in the hospital, the doctor made it clear to my parents that two weeks was the turning point. I would either be well or gone. Those two weeks passed and I continued to worsen. After three weeks, my lungs were completely filled and I began to swallow, rather than breathe air. My tummy swelled and I began turning a dark purple and then black. The doctor shook his head and Mom ran out of the room in hysterics.

While the doctor was chasing Mom down and trying to calm her, a nurse was left alone with me. My mother speaks of her with admiration: ď...a good Christian woman whom everyone loved and an excellent nurse of many, many years.Ē

Who knows what went on in that room? As far as Mom ever knew, she just turned me on my tummy and hit me on my back, causing me to cough and breathe again. Oh, but I think there was more to it than that. If thatís all it took, she could have done that long before then. I believe she put into practice one of Godís promises that He assures all those of us who follow Him... She had healing in her hands!

Maybe, just maybe, (even highly likely whether this was the case or not) my angels, perhaps unaware, are doing their job.
© Joyce Pool

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Kay Brown 23 Dec 2004
Wow - neat stories! I am so grateful you were both spared to minister - We serve a living and interactive God!
Sheila Lockhart 23 Dec 2004
Treava, these are awesome testimonies!
Lisa Walker Thomas 22 Dec 2004
Never know who you're going to meet traveling down those highways, there's a song that says, " He'll walk right in front of you, to always, always, protect you, so the devil can do you no harm. If within your heart you take him in new life will begin, because, he's that kind of friend." I believe he walked right in front of you, what a lovely, lovely story Treava, so many people are blessed by your testimony, thank you and may God bless you for consistently encouraging us and letting us know you are fighting onward...Christian Soldier...Happy Holidays Lady...
Robert Drury 22 Dec 2004
"...and deliver us from evil ..." Yes, we must learn to recognize the many angels in our lives.Even more important, the times when He calls upon us to be the angel in someone else's life.


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