My dad disembarked at Arramanches beach two weeks after D-Day as an 18 year old soldier and fought in Normandy. He was badly injured by shrapnel in the explosion which killed his young captain next to him during the battle to take Caen and ...transported back to England. When he was recuperating in Trentham Gardens in Stoke-On-Trent he gallantly intervened to rescue two teenage sisters from a wasp that was chasing them! One of those sisters was my mum, aged 18! Thank God for the wasp! They fell in love and got engaged and then my dad had to go back to fight the Germans. My mum prayed for him and wrote to him every day. I think she cried every day too!
Whilst fighting in Holland he was shot by a machine gunner as he and the platoon approached a bridge but miraculously the bullet just caught his little finger! He and his friends jumped in the canal by that bridge. All were hit by the MG-42 machine gun but none were killed by it! Praise the Lord!
Dad, who was a staff sergeant who fired a Bren machine gun, saw many terrible things and lost many friends but he knew that God had kept him safe throughout all the fighting. Just after the war, as he stood on guard on a street in Germany he suddenly felt COMPELLED to move and took a step to the right just as a concrete block landed on the EXACT spot where he had been standing! He looked up and saw a man peering over the parapet of the tall building above him. It was a German vigilante, a member of the 'Werewolves'. My dad talked about this on a local TV station programme in his capacity as member of the Normandy Veterans Association. He believed that an angel moved him and saved him from danger.
I thank the Lord for my wonderful father and mother. I had the joy and privilege of leading them both to Christ. I shall see them again one day! To God Be The Glory, Great Things He Hath Done!
There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.
Evangelist Alex Bowler