From: Anonymous Story type: Angel Location: Winfield, Illinois Source: Form Submission
When the Gulf War broke out, my younger brother was in the
Navy, and was sent to Kuwait. Eventhough he was in the Navy, he
was a medic, so he was stationed with Marines and had already
been sent to Saudi Arabia, as close to the fighting as a person
could be. My whole family was distraught. My mother was
inconsolable. I was in college at the time, and decided to stay
home a few weeks to be with her. One night, after watching a
particularly scary play by play on CNN, I went upstairs to my
room. I was crying and upset. I decided to pray to God to protect
my brother. As I was doing this, I felt a hand on my upper arm
give me a reassuring squeeze, and an overwhelming sense that
everything was going to be alright came over me. I told my mother
and my sisters about it and we all felt better. My brother came
home and has been fine. He was in Kuwait City, but never even saw
an Iraqi soldier.
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