A Christian mother had a sailor boy thousands of miles away from her. She woke one night thinking about her absent boy. Something seemed to whisper to her, “Get up and pray for your son.” Being prompted to pray she got up and prayed long and earnestly for him. Afterwards she found that he had been in great danger at that very hour.
He had been washed overboard in a storm, and was caught by the hair of his head, and snatched from a watery grave at the very time that his mother was praying for him.
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