Kindred Spirit, may I share a personal event with you? It was World War II and my mother was in Hungary. She was a young woman out in the fields with other people. Suddenly a Russian plane was heard approaching overhead. Everyone screamed "get down, lay on the ground!!" My mother said to herself - no she would not get down. She would stand up and look straight above her. If she was going to die, she wanted to see who was going to kill her. She stood erect. The pilot came down very low as he swooped across the field. My mother saw his face. He looked at my mother. Their eyes met. He did not drop the bomb. He went on. My mother lived to be 94 years of age. She never forgot that man's eyes. (Kindred Spirit, I have never shared this story with anyone. My mother had a strong soul. Just now as I wrote this, my heart cracked into many pieces for my mother. I never cried when she died. I did not allow myself that privilege. I think now I am going to cry. -- Please forgive me.)
What an incredible story. Thank you Hannah.
Dear Hannah, Thank you very much for sharing this personal story. I think, your mother would be proud of you. This historical memory is carrying honor to your mother and blessing to those who, through you, could be come to know thisHannah, you have a very strong soul. You are a brave heart. I bless you in the love of our God
Dear Hannah, your is one of the most beautiful stories I have ever read. How can I ever thank you enough for sharing it here? It is a testimony to your mother's courage--a strong soul indeed. May God bless you, Robert, CClaridad, and all of those who read this post. Ora et labora, dear friends.
Just think, dear Hannah, by your mother's act of courage, she saved all of those people. Tonight I will pray for her and for you.With love,Ginger