You are receiving this Bulletin because you signed up for it on Joan Wester Andersons website. Please forward this issue to anyone who might benefit from its content. New readers are invited to join my mailing list here: joanwanderson Hello, angel friends. Hope spring is making an appearance and that we step up our gratitude to our guardian angels for keeping us safe. Today I may have to experiment with our newsletter, but nothings wrong,just ignore it. And if any of you are starting to shop for Mothers Day, please check amazon---Ive got angel books, family humor books and even the biography of actress Loretta Young. Take some time and browse. And heres this weekss story. Connie K. of Pawhuska, Oklahoma, has the best job in the world---being a grandmother Recently she bought a new SUV,and along with the vehicle, she purchased a new car seat for her eighteen-month-old granddaughter, Jennifer. Like many toddlers, Jennifer was extremely active and never missed a chance to explore. Connie read the manual from cover to cover, especially the major features which included childproof back door locks. Finally she felt confident enough to do an errand on a day when she was caring for Jennifer. However, she had completely missed the section explaining that those childproof locks had to be enabled first. I was on my way to another town, going along a highway, and Jennifer was in her car seat, which I felt certain was correctly strapped down into the right side of the back seat,Connie says. The SUV merged into a long one-way stretch where construction was going on. Connie was leading about fifteen cars and attempting to slow down without skidding, when suddenly the back door next to Jennifer flew open! Shocked, Connie realized that the toddler had managed to get out of the car seat harness, and open the lock! Her seat belt, barely strapped to the right-hand belt, was wobbling around. Any minute Jennifer could somersault right out of the seat, and onto the pavement! But Jennifer wasnt falling or even standing. Instead she was waving at something outside the car. Hi, hi! she kept calling, wearing a huge smile. Her little face was lit up like a spot light, Connie says. I couldnt see anything out there in the fields for her to be waving at, and although I was in a panic to stop, with the construction, there was no place to pull off. Calming herself, Connie reached behind her through the seat opening and talked quietly to Jennifer. Give me your hand, honey, she murmured, Hold onto Grandma until we can stop. Connies heart was pounding. Just one bump or bounce and Jennifer could roll right out of the car. But Jennifer was absorbed in whatever she was seeing. She kept laughing and pointing to whatever was outside her window. Finally, about five hundred yards later, Connie managed to pull off, get out, relock everything, then shakily make her way back onto the highway. From time to time, Jennifer continued to look around, smiling and reaching towards something Connie couldnt see. But I knew what was happening, Connie says. Jennifer should have fallen out of the car seat onto the pavement and perhaps have been run over by the cars behind us. But something held her in until I could get us to safety. Thank God for guardian angels. And be sure the safety features on new cars are activated! Copyright 2013 by Joan Wester Anderson. Published by Joan Wester Anderson, P.O. Box 127, Prospect Heights, IL 60070. For more stories of Gods love, check the blog at joanwanderson. To unsubscribe from this newsletter, click the link below: pub13.bravenet/elist/add.php?action=leave&usernum=1088240929&emailaddress=angelrainbowne@Aol
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 04:23:42 +0000
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