A US soldier over in Iraq had
asked everyone to pray for an end to the days of sand storms and torrential
rains that were hindering their crossing of the Euphrates River. Instead of
stopping, as the prayers asked, they only grew more intense, especially the
wind which was relentless. When they finally did stop, he noticed that the
intense wind and rain had eroded much of the river's banks.
That's when he suddenly saw them.
Glinting in the sun. Everywhere. Hundreds of them on the other
side of the river. Hundreds of round, metal discs slightly protruding from
the sand. Hundreds of deadly landmines that could have killed or maimed
scores of the troops. The storm had exposed them so they could be seen,
avoided and easily cleared. God always knows best. Always.
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