A mysterious being comes to the rescue of a drowning girl
Some of the most compelling evidence for the reality of miracles comes from the testimony of people whose lives were changed – even saved – by “impossible” events. Occasionally, these unexplained experiences include mysterious beings who bring comfort and leads the person to safety. Some people believe they are angels. A woman who provides the nickname “Omara” had such a remarkable experience 35 years ago, and today it seems as incredible and miraculous as they day it happened. This is Omara’s true story.
WHEN I WAS growing up, my summer vacations were spent at my godfather’s farm. He had lots of fruit trees, farm animals and "the river." When I was ten years old, I had the strangest experience. My cousin Theresa and I headed for the river ready for great fun.
This river ran through my godfather's farm. It was a wonderful river with shallow and deep areas that led to a beautiful waterfall where I spent wonderful summer moments bathing and having fun.
The part of the river that was shallow was safe enough, and we knew better than to head for deeper waters where it would be dangerous. We were allowed to wade there without supervision, so long as we didn’t continue down river to the deeper parts.
Knowing this, Theresa and I headed for the river with a floating tube to be used in the shallow part of the river, where we played safely and water reached our waistline, safe enough to waddle in.
I didn’t know how to swim, but enjoyed pretending I could, and with the floating tube I managed to stay afloat... and that’s how I got into trouble.
Not noticing that I was heading for the deeper side of the river, I continued to paddle and wiggle and have fun. Suddenly, I looked toward my cousin and noticed that she was very far away from me and that I had ventured into the deeper side of the river. At that point I started splashing and panic took over.
I didn’t know how to swim, so my fear was drowning.
I kept trying to turn the tube around to head back toward the shallow water. All of the sudden, my tube flipped and I went under water very fast. While I was going under, I kept thrashing my arms and saw bubbles above me. The floating tube was gone and was engulfed in a strange world.
I have no idea how far down I was going, but I think I hit bottom. All I could see around me were these huge, floating, tentacle-like shapes - they were broad and macabre... and very scary. Soon I realized I was looking at the roots of a tree. Somehow there was suction beneath the tree that pulled me right in. The tree was hollow and big enough to fit me in. I could breathe under this huge tree!
It was amazing. I kept looking around and was not drowning, but I could not even envision how to get out. Again I started to panic and got really afraid of the roots that seemed like arms trying to hold me inside the tree.
Omara began to think that perhaps her young life was at an end, ensnared beneath the river water by a tangle of roots. But then something miraculous and inexplicable happened....
The Woman’s Hand
This is where the most incredible experience of my life took place. A beautiful woman with porcelain-like skin floated in front of me. She had the kindest, most angelic face and she was smiling at me. I remembered looking at her in disbelief, wondering how she got there. She was dressed in some sort of flowing gown with a tunic of blue and white.
She motioned me to grab her hand and told me not to be afraid. She asked me to do this without words, her lips never moved and she kept smiling. I didn’t hesitate for a moment. I stretched out my hand to grab onto hers, and as soon as I did that - she was gone. The next thing I knew, I found myself standing safely in the shallow part of the river where the water reached just below my chest. I looked around for the angelic woman, but she was gone.
I tried to understand what happened, but couldn’t. I looked down river and saw the floating tube out in the deeper part of the river, where I had gotten into trouble. I could see the tree and realized it was the biggest tree I had ever seen. I think it was probably over 300 years old!
I kept looking at my hands for some sign of the woman’s touch. But I then realized there was never any physical contact between us. I didn’t feel her skin as I would feel if I grabbed a human hand. She just stretched her hand, I reached for it and then I was safe.
I ran to my cousin Theresa and asked her, "Did you see the woman?"
"What woman?" she asked.
I kept thinking I wanted to thank her, but she was nowhere. My cousin never realized what had happened to me and thought I was making a joke when I mentioned the woman. I made her promise not to tell anyone, thinking I would get into trouble for being up at the dangerous deep part of the river.
I am now 45 years old and I have recounted this story over and over. A miracle happened at "the river." I was saved for some specific reason. I didn’t drown thanks to that wonderful, mysterious woman.
It was an incredible event. I reached for her hand and she vanished. She left me standing in safe grounds. I was granted a miracle somehow.