From a column by Stephen Rowland:
Posted February 27, 2014 – 10:17am
It was all over the news Tuesday (Feb. 25) — ABC, CNN, FoxNews — a bus driver in Ohio was shot three times but survived.
One bullet stuck him in the leg, the other two were stopped by a small “Message” Bible in Ricky Wagoner’s shirt pocket. Sgt. Michael Pauley of the Dayton Police Department stated, “There was obviously some kind of intervention involved in this incident, because he probably should not be here.”
Apparently it was some type of gang initiation as Wagoner heard one of the teenagers say “… if you want to be all the way in the club.” Wagoner’s family and friends made comments to the effect that he had always enjoyed God’s favor and they were not surprised he miraculously survived this attack.
That’s not the first time I’ve heard this story. There are several accounts of soldiers ranging from the Civil War to World War II whose lives were spared by a New Testament pocket Bible stopping a bullet; some of them note the very passage the point of the bullet came to rest on which is usually a notable verse speaking of the Lord’s protection.
… the miracle in the Ohio bus driver’s case is not that two bullets just happened to hit his pocket Bible. With so many victims of shootings and soldiers being shot in the chest in various wars, there is ample opportunity for bullets to strike any particular area of the chest, including the pocket.
The really bizarre fact is that those two bullets actually stopped in that Bible instead of zipping right through into Ricky Wagoner. There is no explanation unless you happen to be a Christian and believe in miracles. God would have no problem stopping a bullet in mid-air with no obstruction in the way whatsoever — Bible not needed.
… As an alumnus of The University of Michigan with a bachelor’s degree in science, I have no reservations whatsoever in stating that I believe in miracles. Neither do a good number of scientists with Ph.D.’s whose books you can find in Christian bookstores.
It wasn’t just Ricky Wagoner’s lucky day. It was a God-intervention day. I don’t mind rejoicing with Ricky while skeptics squirm.
Go here for Rowland’s full column.