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                                |  Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 11:10 pm    Post subject: An Angel Saved Grandpa |   |  
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                                | My name is Mary, and this happened about five years before I was born.  The
 reason I  know about it is because my father told me.
 
 It was summer time in Florida, and my grandparents and uncle were in town to visit
 my mother and sister.  They didn't like my father -- they never have.  They had been
 drinking (my uncle, dad, and grandfather), and an argument broke out over my dad
 not taking care of my mother, the way he should.  It was a bad fight, and blows were
 thrown.  My dad got really mad, and left to get a gun to kill my grandfather.  He went
 walking down the road, because he didn't have a car.  My father said he walked for
 miles, and out of nowhere was a car beside him; and the man inside asked if he
 needed a ride.  My father said he stopped in the middle of the road, and thought to
 himself,  "Where in the world did this car come from (he hadn't heard a car)?"
 "Yes," my father replied, and got into the car.  The man began to drive; he didn't ask
 where my father was going (and my father said he didn't tell the man where to go.
 They just rode).  The man talked about the bible, Jesus, and about the ten
 commandments; and how it was a sin to kill or to even have murder in his heart.  My
 father just listened thinking all the while that he hadn't told this man that he planned
 to get a gun and kill my grandfather.  Then, the man turned the car around and
 headed toward the direction of my father's house.  He drove all the way to the front
 door.  My father never told this man where he lived.  Then he told my father, "God
 bless you, son," and my father got out of the car.  My father walked to the door and
 turned around to thank the man who gave him the ride, and when he did  the man
 and the car were gone -- vanished...it disappeared just as fast as it had appeared in
 the street, without a trace.   My father is convinced that it was an angel, and I am to.
 
 by Mary from Tennessee
 
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