18-07-2005, 11:10 AM
I heard this story this morning and just want to share it with you...
A friend from London called me this morning. Her husband is a Pastor at a church in London. The Sunday after the bombing he noticed that one of church members arrived at the service really late.
After the service he checked on her to see if she was doing okay and they heard this story.
This Saffer girl arrived in London three months ago. She lives near King's Cross station and for the last three months she got into the first carriage everyday on her way to work.
However, the morning of the bombing, there were more people than usual and someone with a megaphone asked them to move down. She then got into a carriage further down - and that saved her life. Immediately after the explosion the black man, sitting next to her, took her hand and comforted her. He told her how to breath, spoke words of peace to her. When they finally were able to get out, he helped her out and guided her all the way upstairs - still holding her hand. Unfortuantely she lost him once they got outside. I wonder if he was an :engel:
She was cover with black smoke from head to toe. She had to find her way home but was totally disorientated - which was expected. She went into a Bank as asked the way. Fortunately they cleaned her up and took care of her.
Something that stays with her, is the eyes of those in the carriage with her. Some were so full of fear, while others were at peace. Then there were those that reacted out of shock and started to argue.
:daisy:
A friend from London called me this morning. Her husband is a Pastor at a church in London. The Sunday after the bombing he noticed that one of church members arrived at the service really late.
After the service he checked on her to see if she was doing okay and they heard this story.
This Saffer girl arrived in London three months ago. She lives near King's Cross station and for the last three months she got into the first carriage everyday on her way to work.
However, the morning of the bombing, there were more people than usual and someone with a megaphone asked them to move down. She then got into a carriage further down - and that saved her life. Immediately after the explosion the black man, sitting next to her, took her hand and comforted her. He told her how to breath, spoke words of peace to her. When they finally were able to get out, he helped her out and guided her all the way upstairs - still holding her hand. Unfortuantely she lost him once they got outside. I wonder if he was an :engel:
She was cover with black smoke from head to toe. She had to find her way home but was totally disorientated - which was expected. She went into a Bank as asked the way. Fortunately they cleaned her up and took care of her.
Something that stays with her, is the eyes of those in the carriage with her. Some were so full of fear, while others were at peace. Then there were those that reacted out of shock and started to argue.
:daisy: