Please register to participate in our discussions with 2 million other members - it's free and quick! Some forums can only be seen by registered members. After you create your account, you'll be able to customize options and access all our 15,000 new posts/day with fewer ads.
My mom says if anything reaffirmed her faith, it was when an angel helped us, when my littlest brother was born.
Stationed overseas, army base hospital, he was premature, and had a hole in his heart seperating his oxygenated from his de-oxygenated blood. Following the labor would involve serious complications resulting in him being hospitalized and incubatized for the first 6 months of his life.
Meanwhile, my dad could not be found, being stationed somewhere else at the time. She was in emotional shreds, because she could not get through to him by phone. She had been trying for hours. No one in the hospital could seem to locate him or get through on the number that was left to conatct him by. Before undergoing surgery a man appeared in the hallway carrying nothing but a duffel bag, and after overhearing the emergency that my mom could not get through to my dad.. out of the blue he was like "here, let me try". He picked up the phone, dialed the same number that everyone else had been trying, and got straight through to someone that worked with my dad who ran to get him on the phone.
My mom was beyond amazed, and everyone in the hallway just kinda stopped what they were doing to stare ~ he handed the phone to my mom, smiled, and off he went. Never saw him leave, never saw him again. No one knew who he was. To this day my mom says something about the way he smiled at her, he was an angel.
Please register to participate in our discussions with 2 million other members - it's free and quick! Some forums can only be seen by registered members. After you create your account, you'll be able to customize options and access all our 15,000 new posts/day with fewer ads.
