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Topic: Gone Fishing (02/01/07)
TITLE: I was God
By Clyde Blakely
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While working as a nurse at the VA, I often had time to visit with Veterans. In the thousands of conversations and hundreds of recorded stories there are a few that stand out. This is one.
I had spoken with a particular Veteran for about a half hour when I asked what he did in the service. He said, “I was a sniper in Viet Nam.” Several have told me they were snipers from WWII, Korea, Viet Nam and places they wouldn’t mention. All, to some degree, were - well shall I say not quite normal. This gentleman showed no signs that anything was “out of place” in his thinking.
I mentioned this to him and asked why he was different. He raised his right arm up and pointed to a small scar about a half inch round on the underside of his forearm and said, “Do you know what that is?” I nodded my head affirming as I recognized it as a gun shot entry wound. Then he pointed to a slightly larger circular wound on the opposite side of his forearm and asked the same. I answered, “The exit wound.”
Looking straight forward into the wall he continued slowly in well chosen but obviously well repeated words, “I was God. I had the power of life and death. I chose who would live…and who would die.” This was an all too familiar term to me related by snipers over these years of conversations. I knew he had been a sniper! As he said this he raised his arms up as if he was sighting a rifle on something or someone, left arm stretched out as if gripping the gun barrel while the right arm bent with the shooting finger on the trigger. “I was ready to pull the trigger when ‘POW’.” He kept his right arm and hand in place, silently moving his left hand back, pointing his index finger towards his head and slowly moving it just under his nose to the scar on the inside of his right forearm. “There was another sniper and I suddenly became mortal.” Silence fell in the room as if he gazed into the past, thousands of miles away, to events seemingly ever present.
God told Elijah that He was neither in the storm, earthquake, or fire but in the “still small voice” (I Kings 19:11-13 KJV). I realize He can also speak through the storm or earthquake and has spoken to me through a fire by that “still small voice.” He said that He would make me a “fisher of men” (Mark 1:17 KJV). I am grateful the Great Fisher of men has not had to lure me back to Him through a sniper’s bullet.
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