John
John is talking to God one day saying he's seen something disturbing through the clouds. God listens intently and says, "It will be okay, John." They are my children and I will protect them." John doesn't question because he knows that God loves those John loves and God will protect them because God keeps his word. John can't help but seek out others that might be able to help. John afterall was a human and though he walked only a short time on the earth he left behind a big family. John was troubled because his son, Ron, was in the jungles of Vietnam a far cry from the dusty fields of hay he played in back in Oklahoma. While John's son was half a world a way John's granddaughter had been born. John knew that his son and daughter in law were not equipped with enough faith to have a child. He asked God for a mighty protector for the baby. God, giving John a pat on the shoulder, said "there is a plan in place for that child." Those words reassured John.Mary wanted to be a good mother but something just wasn't right in her heart. Overwhelmed with being alone to care for a child she gave into the darkness of hate. She hated the war, she hated herself, she hated her husband and she hated the need represented in the small child in the bed beside her. As hate took over Mary raised a hammer in her hands and attempted to use it to end the small life beside her. The initial blow had been light, intended to kill without splitting the skin. A small dent appeared in her head and the baby girl cried very hard but the tiny spirit was still there. The next moment brought more determination from Mary. Her anxst was fueled by the cries, mixing with her own dark thoughts. Mary's next blow was aimed at the tiny heaving chest. She pulled the hammer through the air and it caught on something above her head. She pulled and pulled but the hammer was frozen in place. In the few seconds when the hammer fell from it's frozen spot, the baby achieved a milestone. She rolled over and out of her mother's reach, out of the hammer's reach.
At the very same time in Vietnam, Ron, was tormenting his superiors. The squad had found 4 abandonded children in a hut that day. One little girl was as old as the daughter he had back home. He convinced the officers to search the children and then find a way to give them shelter. A jeep with Ron driving and four other men holding a child each dissappeared into the jungle. Remarkably the enemy either didn't see or chose to ignore that jeep and the children were all left at a MASH unit in the rear. As they settled down for bed Ron played a tape from home. His daughter's cries intensified on the tape like they had never done before. Ron had been praying for her, for the kids he saved that day, for himself and for the spirit of the father Ron had barely known. Ron heard his father's whispering voice saying, "They will all be as safe as I am" a phrase his father often said as he left for work on the pipeline. Somehow Ron knew this night, this phrase, was not just another memory and it did not come from the tape. Apologizing to his squad leader, Ron shut off the tape recorder of the crying child, got down on his knees with a buddy who had been attending OBU before the draft and accepted Jesus as his Savior that night. In his heart he knew he had 2 miracles in his life from that night on, his daughter had been spared and his father had spoken to him.
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