An African missionary was telling stories of some of his experiences in a jungle country.
One day he and his wife were out for a walk. As they rounded a bend in the road they saw five lions coming down the road towards them. They looked around for trees to climb; there weren’t any. They couldn’t turn and run for the great beasts would have jumped on them in a moment. They had no guns. They prayed quietly to the Lord, knowing that He who had shut the lions’ mouths when Daniel was in the lions’ den was still the same and was watching over them out there in faraway Africa.
The lions kept coming closer and closer. The only thing the missionaries could do was to walk towards them. Then the lions stopped. God must have spoken to them. Then suddenly they all bounded off to the side of the road and stood there and roared at the two as they passed. As they walked by, it was as if some unseen hand were holding them back.
“This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles. The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him, and delivereth them.
ML-04/30/1978