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And seeing evidence that God answers prayer

Joe Austin's Personal Story

One of the messages, that was sent out through the email updates, mentioned a little bit about my current circumstances. I need to go a bit deeper here, because my life has been one answered prayer after another. I didn't see it until many years after the fact, but as I reflect on it, I can see God's fingerprints everywhere.

As mentioned on my general bio, I was born in August of 1969 in the state of Massachusetts. My Dad was in the Navy at the time, so my Mother and I lived in Florida while he was out at sea. I'm sure that she could tell this part better than me, because I was only 13 months old at the time and am just retelling a story that she told me.

She had just recently moved in to a new apartment, with her sister in Florida. One day, and this might have been their first day in the apartment, I needed my diaper changed. My Mother put me on the changing table and began cleaning me up.

When she turned around to grab a new diaper and then turned back, I had disappeared and she noticed the window next to the changing table was swinging back and forth. I had fallen out of the window and we were two stories up!

Needless to say, my Mother started to freak out, because she thought that I had been killed. She found out later that she had jumped over a six foot fence to get to me!

She picked me up thinking I was dead and started walking up and down the street crying out that she had killed her baby.

What a traumatic event that must have been!

I don't remember anything about it. Apparently, I had landed in some hay, not more than a foot away from a chicken wire fence. I may have gotten the wind knocked out of me, but was otherwise unhurt.

Some people would chalk this up to good luck, but I know better now. There is no such thing as luck. My Wife and I like to call them God-incidences. He had a plan for my life and no mere two-story fall was going to deter him.

He provided a soft landing, and I am still here to praise him for it.

God knows when you are headed for a fall and provides just the right landing place.

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