The Hand Of God
by James B. Allan
Hello my friends, this is a story about something that happened to me back in 1972. I just thought you might like to know that there is a God and there are Angels out there watching over us. God Bless you all.
This happened to us (my wife and child, and myself) in 1972, while driving over the mountains from Milton-Freewater, Oregon to Fossil, Oregon, going on a weekend trip to see my dad. As we approached the Camas creek bridge which runs in an arc from right to left about 300 feet across, there were two logging trucks, loaded, racing side by side on this bridge and when I saw them it was too late and I had no place to go.
At that time, my wife was looking off to the right into the canyon where the North Fork of the John Day River and Camas Creek come together. When I saw the trucks coming at us, it shocked me and I yelled, " NO! " When I said that, my wife turned her head toward the front of our car and at the same time she saw the same thing I did.
There was an arm clad in a white garment up to about the shoulder, left hand, reaching down. It came out of nowhere and reached down from my right to a point along side the log truck and moved it over right into the other truck. The truck became transparent. We could see right through it as the hand touched it. Then the trucks were end to end. The hand was gone by the time we both got stopped.
I looked over at my wife and said, "Did you see what just happened?" She answered, "Yes, I did see. I saw an arm and hand come out of the sky and move that truck right out of our way." My wife did see the same thing I saw so I know I wasn't imagining it.
The driver of the truck had stopped on the end of the bridge and I on the other side. He stepped out and said.. "DID YOU SEE THAT? THANK GOD!" and jumped back into his truck and was gone. This has always stayed with me all these years and I thought you might like to hear about it so others can see that there really are Angels that do help us in time of need.
By the way, this did change my life. I was not a man of God at the time this happened, but I sure did thank Him for sparing my family and me at that time, and I thank God everyday for all that He has given to me and all that He still gives to me.