Ashre18's POV
Hi. I'm not going to say my name because I don't want any crazy stalker coming after me(XD)!
I want to share a story. When I was 10, I went to the river with my family. I had a really fun time and wanted to be brave, so I went into the rapids. Being petite, my tube flipped with my six year old brother inside of it. My dad grabbed him and helped him to breathe. I was sucked into the strong current. After my upbringing in the church, I prayed. I pleaded and asked for help while think of my favorite hymn. I was calmed almost immediately. I found my tube and gasped for air.
I floated to a rock. I was on the side of the river opposite from my family. I needed help. There was a man talking to his family in Spanish. I couldn't ask for help because of the language barrier, but the holy spirit is a universal language. He helped me. I am in debt to him, and my Heavenly Father.
(That's Amazing)
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One Life for Thousands
Non-FictionEveryone has a story. It doesn't have to be an amazing story. This is a book of those stories. These are true stories of true people. If you want to be apart of this please feel free to ask. Jesus loves you!
