Special Mission…

A true story about my father who in 1949, had just returned home from the war. 

 On every American highway you could see soldiers in uniform hitchhiking home to their families, as was the custom at that time in America. 

 Sadly, the thrill of his reunion with his family was soon overshadowed.  My Grandmother became very ill and had to be hospitalised.  It was her kidneys, and the Doctors told my father that she needed a blood transfusion immediately or she would not live through the night.

 The problem was that Grandmother’s blood type was AB negative, a very rare type even today, but even harder to get then because there were no blood banks or air flights to ship blood. 

 All the family members were typed, but not one member was matched.  So the Doctors gave the family no hope, my Grandmother was dying.

 My father left the Hospital in tears to gather up all the family members, so that everyone would get a chance to tell Grandmother good-bye.

 As my father was driving down the highway, he passed a soldier in uniform hitchhiking home to his family.  Deep in grief, my father had no inclination at that moment to do a good deed. 

 Yet it was almost as if something outside himself pulled him to a stop, and he waited as the stranger climbed into the car. 

 My father was too upset to even ask the Soldier his name, but the soldier noticed my father’s tears right away and inquired about them.

 Through his tears, my father told this total stranger that his mother was lying in a hospital dying because the Doctors had been unable to locate her blood type, AB negative, and if they did not locate her blood type before nightfall…

She would surely die. 

  It got very quiet in the car.  Then this unidentified soldier extended his hand out to my father, palm up.  Resting in the palm of his hand were the dog tags from around his neck.  The blood type on the tags was AB negative. 

 The Soldier told my father to turn the car around and get him to the Hospital.

 My Grandmother lived until 1996, 47 years later, and to this day no one in our family knows the Soldier’s name. 

 But my father has often wondered, was he a Soldier or an Angel in uniform? nothing is impossiable for God 

Sometimes, we never know who He  will bring into our lives to carry out a special mission, nor do we know whose lives God will have us touch with His Light.

 Story by Chaplain Robinson about his Father.

 Posted for my friend Dei  – http://ladydeidre.com/


About Freedomborn

My name is Anne although some call me Grannie Annie especially Children whom I share with in my Funday School . I live in Queensland Australia. I’m very much a People person believing we are all People of worth and unique, so I have much Joy in sharing with people personally and over the Internet. My main focus in life is my wonderful Friendship with Jesus Christ, without Him everything else would be meaningless, I have deep heartfelt thanks and appreciation that I'm a Spiritual Child of The King of Kings and I seek to share with others how truly wonderful that is with the hope they too will realize the same and be set free now.
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7 Responses to Special Mission…

  1. Oh, Annie, I love stories like this. Surely we serve and awesome God!


  2. Lady Deidre says:

    Thank You, Annie, that was a beautiful story! It brought a tear to my eye.
    God is magnificent!!!!
    Your friend,


  3. pureheart33 says:

    Today with the internet the potential for touching lives with the love of God is even greater! Thank you for sharing a beautiful story.


    • Freedomborn says:

      Thank you pureheart33 it is indeed a beautiful story and one that gives much Hope and yes I agree with you God has given us the gift of the Internet even if it is wrongly used at times.

      It was nice of you to visit again- Christian Love Anne.


  4. Ron says:

    i`d say an angel, God works like that, He uses angels on many occasions, good story Anne.


    • Freedomborn says:

      Yes I remember when He intevened in my life, it was an Angel for sure but they are the messengers not the Message, we know it is God who created all things and to Him goes all the Glory.

      Thank you Ron – Christian Love Anne.


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