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You Never Know

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A few years ago in downtown Denver, my friend, Scott, and I saw

something tiny and insignificant that changed the world, but no

one else even seemed to notice.

It was one of those beautiful Denver days. Crystal clear, no

humidity, not a cloud in the sky. We decided to walk the ten

blocks to an outdoor restaurant rather than take the shuttle bus

that runs up and down the Sixteenth Street Mall. The restaurant,

in the shape of a baseball diamond, was called The Blake Street

Baseball Club. The tables were set appropriately on the grass

infield. Many Colorful pennants and flags hung limply overhead.

As we sat outside, the sun continued to beat down on us and it

became increasingly hot. There wasn't a hint of a breeze, and

heat radiated up from the tabletop. Nothing moved, except the

waiters, of course. And they didn't move very fast either.

After lunch, Scott and I started to walk back up the mall. We

both noticed a mother and her young daughter walking out of a

card shop toward the street. She was holding her daughter by

the hand while reading a greeting card. It was immediately

apparent to us that she was so engrossed in the card that she

did not notice a shuttle bus moving toward her at a good clip.

She and her daughter were one step away from disaster when Scott

started to yell.

He hadn't even gotten a word out when a breeze blew the card out

of her hand and over her shoulder. She spun around and grabbed

at the card, nearly knocking her daughter over. By the time she

picked up the card from the ground and turned back around to

cross the street, the shuttle bus had whizzed by her. She never

even knew what almost happened.

To this day, two things continue to perplex me about this event:

Where did that one spurt of wind come from to blow the card out

of that young mother's hand? There had not been a whisper of

wind at lunch or during our long walk back up the mall.

Secondly, if Scott had been able to get his words out, the young

mother might have looked up at us as they continued to walk into

the bus.

It was the wind that made her turn back to the card in the one

direction that saved her life and that of her daughter. The

passing bus did not create the wind. On the contrary, the wind

came from the opposite direction. I have no doubt it was a

breath from God protecting them both.

But the awesomeness of this miracle is that she never knew. As

we continued back to work, I wondered how God often acts in our

lives without our being aware. The difference between life and

death can very well be a little thing.

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Thanks please, that what a nice refreshing post, and i enjoyed it very much! At this time of year we give thanks to God for all that he has given us& the things he has done for us, But we should give thanks every min. of the day...for the gifts he has given are many...many we don't see

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Originally posted by Member_Deleted@Nov 18 2005, 10:33 AM

You Never Know

I wondered how God often acts in our

lives without our being aware.  The difference between life and

death can very well be a little thing.

Things that have made such a difference in our lives that we never knew. nor will ever know about. Really makes you think. Thanks Peace for sharing that story .
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Originally posted by ldsgurl_2002@Nov 23 2005, 05:26 PM

my seminary teacher told us that we should thank Heavenly Father in our prayers for things that we don't even know He did for us..and i never thought about it until she said that but it is very true

Smart seminary teacher gurl!

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