Carried on Angels WingsBy Ai Hang*
The authorities caught me praying with a group of new believers. They tied me up and beat me over and over again. They put my body in the back of their pickup truck and drove me deep into the jungle. They knew I would be disoriented with no chance of survival. It must have been around midnight when they tossed my body out of the truck.
As I lay there bleeding all over, I felt half alive and half dead. The sounds of the forest and the darkness made my heart beat fast with fear. When thoughts of wild animals coming to feast on my body filled my mind, I closed my eyes tightly and cried to God. I prayed so hard for him to save me. Then I felt my body lift from the ground and sensed I was flying in the air. When I opened my eyes, I discovered I was sitting on a downtown street near my home. I know my angels carried me safely to my hometown that night.
*Name changed for the safety of the individual.
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