Angel in the cornfield

In the summer of 1997, in the backwoods holler of Berwind, WV, I met a guy named Danny. The first thing I noticed about him is that he looked to be about 400 pounds. The second thing was that he was an engaging conversationalist.
“That Christmas my family visited our relatives in Ohio. It was my birthday, Dec. 23rd. I drove a couple of miles out to a cornfield. I put a gun in my mouth and cocked it. I was just about to pull the trigger when my son appeared from nowhere, walked up and looked me in the eyes.”
Danny was shocked and overcome. He dropped his gun. How did his son get all the way out to that remote cornfield? He drove back home. On entering the house, he was amazed to see that his son was already there! What had he seen in the cornfield? An angel? A vision? He had no explanation.
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I’ll probably always read a blog you write that mentions WV. Ha. Thanks for sharing Danny’s story.
Same here! And I love that you used the word “holler”. Very West Virginia…
Here’s the power statements for me…
“God sees us in our lonely & desperate place.
He knows when we’re overcome by pain & looking for a way out. We need to trust Him there & watch Him supernaturally show up in our life.”
Born and raised the first 12 years in WV! That state is a mission field! Great story of God’s mercy.