God's Audible Voice

I was a nominal Christian in 1965, with a godly mother back in Port Arthur, Texas praying for me, and I had been in Vietnam for almost a year. I was happy when I was on guard duty every couple of months and was selected to drive the Jeep around the military base where I was stationed. It was a lot more fun than sitting in a guard post trying to stay awake. The location of our base was probably the safest place in Vietnam, so probably the greatest risk during guard duty was falling asleep and getting caught. We were primarily a base for planes and their repair, possibly more repair than anywhere in Vietnam. In those days, the Army probably had more planes than the Air Force. We had everything on our base from helicopters to supply planes to a company of Mohawks.

The Mohawks were very fast, twin engine planes that would fly secret missions into North Vienam for spy purposes. These planes could fly at tree top level and were so fast that you could not hear them until they were past you. Apparently they were not perfect, as I remember they had couple of memorial services for those who didn't make it back. One night I had guard duty and was driving an old Jeep down the runway, it was about 2 to 3am. It was very dark and the nearest person was a long ways away. The hangers were closer than any guard posts and they were definitely to far to hear a voice. You could barely see some lights on at the corners of the hangers, across the marshy grass in the distance. The runway was made from giant iron sections with holes in them and they were hooked together. These sections made the marshy ground firm enough to drive on or land a plane on but it was very noisy to drive on in an open Jeep.

I was driving along and I heard a loud, commanding voice say "STOP". As an obedient soldier, I pulled over to the side of the runway and stopped my Jeep. As I stopped my Jeep, I looked around to see who told me to "STOP", and immediately I saw a Mohawk land right where I would have been, I heard nothing until it landed. The one who told me to stop had saved my life. I would never forget this but I remained puzzled as to who told me to stop. The only way a person could hide out there would be, to be laying down in the marsh grass, which didn't make any sense.

Not until 1974, only after God spoke to me for the second time in my life audibly, did I realize that it was the same loud commanding voice that saved my life in 1965. God had spoken to me and it was nine years before I knew to say thank you to God.

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