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The Power of a Praying Woman
I don’t know when I have ever responded so violently to something that was not really a threat. But it was so unexpected, and I had never dreamed of seeing a plane at eye level. I felt utterly vulnerable. I realized at that very moment the only thing standing between me and instant death was the hand of God and a pilot who was a decent human being. Before September 11, a plane coming in my window was not a thought that would have ever entered my mind. But actually that possibility was always there, whether I realized it or not. I began to wonder about how many other potentially dangerous things are around us every day. Things we don’t see until the plans of evil explode them in our lives. Dangers we can’t even imagine until they come crashing in upon us, changing us forever. Personally, I believe our heavenly Father looks out for us and protects us from danger far more than we realize. But it’s not something we can take for granted. It’s something we must pray about often. Part of being protected by God has to do with obeying Him and living in His will. When we don’t do either of those things, we come out from under the umbrella of His covering. We don’t hear His voice telling us which way to go. How many times would people have been spared from something disastrous if they had only asked God to show them what to do and then obeyed Him? Or if they had only just been listening? I remember traveling one time in my four-wheel-drive vehicle a few days after a freezing snowstorm. Slowly approaching a red light at a busy intersection, I put my foot on the brake but nothing happened. I had hit a patch of black ice that was completely invisible. The intersection consisted of narrow two-lane highways crossing one another,