Miracle of a friend

It's sad... My dad went insane the summer before 11th grade... at one point while my brother was away at boot camp for the marine corps my father had decided to shoot my mother and me and then himself. I found out on this last visit to my mom that he told her later that he'd had the gun to my head several times that night while I slept....I had french doors on my bedroom and it was right beside the front door. Mom always opened one side at night. Something woke me up and out that side of the door I saw a swirling golden mist right above the television...I was afraid of the dark, but that night I had no fear, just got up and walked to the door to look at this thing floating... when I got to the door my father was standing looking out the window on the front door in his underwear holding his .357...My family was unchurched (to put it mildly) so I didn't think Angels... I said "Dad, I just saw a ghost standing right behind you!" I described it and he turned as white as his shorts and went back to bed without a word...An angel woke me up that night and saved our lives... Praise God!

It was a long time ago... I try to focus on the fact that God loved me enough to protect me long, long before I was saved.