A few years ago, we went hiking in Sedona. The group leader that we were with said that the odds of seeing a snake was slim-to-none. Well, maybe it was for him because it was just DS9 (then 6) and I who saw this snake.
The two of us sat on rocks across the path from where this beauty came slithering out from. DS9 was actually the one who saw it first, and it was 2-3 feet from us. You should have seen the rattles on the tail! I stood up in front of DS9. The snake should have been startled by my motion; however, it just turned away from us and went on its merry way. I have no doubt that the hand of God turned it away from us.
Do you have an experience in which you had no doubt that God’s hand protected you?