Sunday, October 15, 2017

Providential Escape

One reads about people whose lives were saved when they missed a flight. I had a similar escape, when I was 33. I visited a Christian mission in Cambodia called Servants. The country was still at war. There were gun-ships wheeling overhead, gung-ho troops in troop carriers, and oppressive heat. Everywhere, one saw mutilation and starvation. Some missionaries invited me to travel with them from Phnom Penh to Kampong Som. I said I felt jet-lagged, I would pass. On the return journey, the missionaries were ambushed by the Khmer Rouge, and the male missionaries, two of them, were executed.

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