Joan Wester Anderson of of JoanWAnderson.com is so kind to let me share this story with everyone.
If you would like to share your stories about encounters with Angels, I would love to read them.
You may have heard of Youth for Christ, an organization created to help young Christians grow in their own faith, while also giving them the support and tools to offer God’s message of forgiveness and love to their peers. Amy King belongs to an offshoot of Youth for Christ, a performing group called Spirit Borne. The kids often reach peers by performing, and then ministering after the shows.
In February 2003, Spirit Borne was doing a production of Joseph the Dreamer in the town of Picton, Ontario. “To picture where this town is,” says Donna, Amy’s mother, “look at any map that includes Lake Ontario. On the north side of that lake (in the middle) you will see a jagged outcrop of land, which juts into the lake. This outcropping is called Prince Edward County and Picton is the county seat, situated near the bottom of this man-made island. I mention this, because its location has always made it subject to some pretty vicious snow and ice storms.”
On that weekend, the weather was brutal, and to make matters worse, the teens would be performing in an old drafty theater. All day long, as they rehearsed, they dashed back and forth through an alley alongside the theater. “Strung across the alley, about three stories up, was a thick hydro cable,” Donna remembers. “And hanging from the cable was an icicle that had developed to such proportions that at its thickest part, it was about the size of a teen’s upper torso. Like all icicles, it came to a sharp deadly point.” Apparently no one noticed the icicle. The teens ran back and forth, avoiding the cold air as much as possible, blissfully unaware of the danger above them. None of the adult leaders saw the icicle either.
After the final rehearsal, the entire cast of about 40 teens plus the adult leaders, went across town to a local church for supper. By the time they returned, people had already begun to arrive, so once again, the teens went through the alley to get backstage for costumes, make-up and pre-performance worship. The last teenager was just passing under the icicle when he heard a loud crack. Read the rest of the story here ……….
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Love and Blessings,