Taken from my mother’s life story is as follows. In Mom’s own words. “In the summer of 1963, A tornado was coming straight toward our home. I with some of the children stood in the front yard. I looked right into the rolling, boiling enemy and said to it, “You cannot come this way, we are Gods’ children – so just turn and go the other way.”
The newspaper reported that the tornado paused for several minutes before turning east—it had been moving south, directly towards our house. I was one of the children who saw the tornado stand still and veer off course as my mother prayed. Indeed, God is our protector! The following day, I remember riding five miles east to the five-mile bridge, a route I frequently took. However, this time it served as a stark reminder of the destruction a tornado can cause; the bridge had disappeared.
Experienced by Paul V. Lundmark
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