Saved by an angel

I believe angels are real.  If they are not, how could we explain miracles that happened to babies and children who were miraculously saved from danger?

I could vividly remember  I was 6 years old then.  After school, I went directly to my playmate's grandmother's house where my 6 other friends joined me to play.  We played hide and seek for a few minutes and every one laughed boisterously.  I got so tired that I decided to sit by the window and leaned on the plasterboard  which I thought was locked with a hook.  It was too late that I realized I was falling off the window.  Every thing went black.  And when I regained consciousness, I found myself seated on a chair with no injury and no bruises.  My mother then was holding cotton with ammonia close to my nose,  whose strong scent awakened me from a seemingly deep slumber. When I  looked around, I saw my family and friends surrounding me, worried about my fall.  When they sensed that nothing bad happened to me, they were so happy. My family were so happy too, knowing that a miracle happened.  It was unexplainable that I fell to the ground of solid soil from the second floor of the house about 10 feet high, yet I was unscathed.

 That same day, I believed that I was saved by my angel sent by God to protect me from harm.  I don't know how my angel did it.  Perhaps, he caught me just in time and put me down safely on the ground or he put an invisible cushion on the ground which protected my fragile body.

Whatever means he used to save me, all I knew is that God saved me through his angel  for a reason.

As I looked back to that miraculous experience, I realized God's purpose for my life - to be part of His mission of bringing more people to His kingdom through my vocation as  a teacher.  Yes, I am a teacher and with this profession, I believe I can do much in making the youth know God more and establish a more personal relationship with Him.