When I was a kid I was swimming in a large pool with my brother that had a shallow end and a deep end. I was told in Spanish by my grandmother not to go into the deep end of the pool and for a while I listened but the minute my grandmother turned her back I disobeyed and went into the deep end immediately started drowning. I was in the middle of the pool and nowhere close to the edge and as soon as it appeared like I was going to drown and die I felt two hands push me to the edge and I was able to lift myself out of the pool. When I got out I turned to see nobody was there and my brother was still in the shallow end. Today when I look back at this I know it was God who saved my life by sending His angels to push me to the edge of the pool.

© Adriel Montejano