Angel Helps Woman After Fall – Guideposts

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“Now, Bernie, don’t go outside alone–not even to get the mail,” my doctor warned over the phone. “These North Dakota winters are dangerous. If you slip, who will be there to help you?”

I appreciated his concern, but… not even for the mail? At 61, I wasn’t as sure on my feet as I used to be, but I was no invalid.

He was right about one thing though. I was often alone. My husband and I had a brood of 14, but they had all flown the nest–and the icy winters of our small town. While my husband was working, I was by myself.

I looked outside. Over a foot of snow blanketed the neighborhood. Our driveway was a steep slope and needed to be shoveled. Okay, Lord, I prayed. Walk with me.

Slowly, I trudged down to the mailbox and got my mail. Ha! There! Triumphant, I turned back up the slope.

My rubber boots lost their grip. Envelopes flew. Sliding helplessly on the ice, I spun around just barely managing to hug the mailbox. I caught my breath.

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