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Walking in the Dark
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By Ruwan Randeniya

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I was born and raised in Sri Lanka. When I was only about 7 or 8 years old my parents and I went for a walk around our neighborhood. Walks those days could extend for a good six or seven miles and that particular night it got dark before we could get back home.

The village we lived in was fairly rural at the time and street lights were few and far between, if there were any at all. However when you grow up not having such things it is quite easy to not need them either. I remember walking about 30 feet ahead of my parents quite happy to be listening to the chirping of the crickets and looking up at the stars. Occasionally I would have to step off the side of the paved road to let a bullock cart pass by.

On one particularly dark stretch of road I was passed by a bullock cart that was going rather fast for that time of day. In fact, I did not notice it until it was almost behind me and caused me to scramble out of the way. After the cart passed, not giving it much thought, I continued back on the road. About a minute later I was startled by my mothers cry and my farther behavior--as he was flinging something off the road with a stick. When I returned to where my parents were my father told me that a Sri Lankan Krait was on the road where I had just passed by. The bullock cart that had passed by only moments before had crushed its head.

The Krait is a very venomous snake and the local translation of its name is the 3-step snake. To this day I have always held the belief that the cart was driven by an angel who was in a hurry to make sure that snake did me no harm. Over the years I have had a number of similar situations where I have been miraculously protected from various forms of impending harm. I can only attribute it to having a heavenly Father who has a plan for my life and watches out for me even on dark nights when I walk on roads with no streetlights.
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Ruwan Randeniya writes from eastern Washington. All rights reserved © 2011 StoryHarvest.org. Click here for content usage information.