Life Saving Bible
“I’m not supposed to give these away,” the young man said, handing me a display Bible, “but I sense you should have this.” I shrugged and absently tucked it away.
We had a Bible at home. I’d only stopped by the Gideons’ table because nothing else at the Lowa State Fair was set up.
A few days later I was walking to town when a car pulled up beside me. “Get in,” the driver snarled, pointing a gun at me. I did as he said. Soon he pulled over, grabbed me and tried to force me down on the seat. I struggled with all my strength. Finally he ordered me out of the car.
Before both my feet were on the ground, I heard a shot and felt a sharp pain in my side. I collapsed, and the man came around the car. He picked up my purse, took out my wallet then threw the purse on my head and shot it. I felt a dreadful impact. Still conscious, I lay silent, hoping he would think I was dead.
I heard the car drive away, and I stumbled to a nearby farmhouse.
A woman called for help, and soon the police were closing in on the drug crazed driver based on the description I’d given them.
At the hospital, just before I went into surgery to remove the bullet in my side, my sister came to see me. “Do you know what saved your life, Mavis?” She asked.
She handed me the Bible that had been in my purse, a bullet was lodged inside, its tip stopping exactly at Psalm 37:14-15:
“The wicked draw the sword, and bend the bow… to slay those whose ways are upright. But their swords will piece their own hearts, and their bows will be broken”
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