First prayer taught to me as a very young child was the prayer to my Guardian Angel.
I’ve had a few close calls that I know I’ve experienced Divine intervention.
I tripped on the first step of a steep staircase carrying my 6 month old and as I pitched forward, unable to right myself because I clutched the baby in front of me, I felt someone push me back so that I went down the stairs with my legs folded under me. Essentially, knee first. Neither of us was hurt. I slid all the way to the bottom of the stairs without injury and remarkably without any pain or bruising.
The second was my son who passed out from an illness while driving on a 55mph highway went across the oncoming two lanes of traffic at noontime on a workday, took out the guardrail and was finally stopped when he plowed into a tree. The tree kept him from going over a 20’ embankment below.
He survived with some breaks and bruises, but he survived.
There are just so many times that we (my family) have experienced what can only be intervention in our safety.
I really have to apologize for stupidity when I was young to my guardian angel when I eventually leave this realm!