A prayer came true

Before 1975, I was an officer of the late Republic of Viet Nam armed forces. After the fall of Sai Gon, I was a prisoner of the Communist Viet Nam.

In 1977, I was detained in a prison in the northwestern mountainous province of Hoang Lien Son. This concentration camp is near to the Chino-Vietnamese border. The wardens divided us into 21 groups of “production” (about 40 prisoners each).

Around December 1977, in fear of an imminent Chinese invasion, they decided to transfer us to a prison in the province of Ha Nam Ninh (adjacent to Ha Noi). Belonging to the first stage, my group and seven others assembled in the prison meeting room. I remember that about (40 x 7 =) 280 persons were present there. At that time, I had had troublesome diarrhea.

The wardens began to read the list. Having known this move is an ordeal (two or three days in crammed trucks and each pair of prisoners are tied by handcuffs), I sincerely prayed.

I entreated God to help me to stay in the camp until the next transfer. After ending the call, they asked if anyone had not been called. At that moment, I surprisingly realized that only two persons (an another prisoner and myself) were not on the list. After this miraculous event, I had enough time to treat the above health problem. I left the camp with the last stage two weeks later.

I always think in the most difficult conditions, in order for our prayers to be answered, they must be right and reasonable. In the future, I shall tell you about my other interesting spiritual experiences.