Every two weeks a man called "fred" went to the city to buy medicine for the small field hospital where he served. One day on one of his trips, he saw two men fighting on the street. One was seriously injured so he stopped, treated his injurys and shared Gods love with him. Then he headed home, Stopping in the jungle over night.
When he vistited the city two weeks later, a man approached him- the same man who Fred had helped. "I knew you carried money and medicine with you, so our gang followed you,we were going to kill you and take your supplies, but we saw 26 armed-guards surrounding you"
"No way!" Fred said "I was alone"
"But sir, my 5 buddies swa them too; we counted them."
Months later When Fred told his story back at his home church, a man interupted,
"exactly when did this take place?" he asked. When Fred told him the man was stunned.
"on that exact night in africa it was morning here and i felt a strange urge to pray for you. It was so strong that i called some men from the church to come and pray aswell. Would all the men please stand up?" One by one Fred counted them - 26 - the exact number of armed guards.
