July 9 was an interesting anniversary, but most probably  don’t know what it is.
It is the anniversary of  an astonishing event at Niagara Falls, NY. It has been 52 years since Roger Woodward’s unprotected plunge over the famous  falls, the first person ever to survive the 162-foot drop into the  raging waters below and live to tell about it. Both he and his sister,  who was part of the drama, kept a dual silence until two years ago on the 50th anniversary.  Following is a re-post from July 2010.
Roger  and his family lived near the surging Niagara River, which is fairly  placid a distance above the Falls but angry and deadly as the swift  water moves closer to the site that attracts tourists from the entire  world. Seven-year old Roger was bored that July day in 1960 until Jim  Honneycutt, a friend of the family, offered to take Roger and his  sister, 17-year old Deanne, for a ride in his 12-foot aluminum boat,  which was powered by a small but trusty 7.5 horsepower motor. Roger’s  mother insisted the kids have life jackets and that Roger be wearing his  from the start.
Off they went from a trailer park dock  in Wheatfield, NY. Honeycutt drove the boat downstream, eventually  saying that he would show them a very special view of Niagara Falls as  the mist would be seen rising in the distance. Unwittingly, he guided  the boat too far downstream for his small motor to pull against the  accelerating current. The rapids increased, and Honeycutt made sure  Deanne had the only other  life jacket on and Roger’s was tight.
Suddenly  the boat ground across the rocks, and the motor sheared its drive pin  placing the trio at the complete mercy of the surging Niagara River.  Worse, the boat was flipped by the mounting waves, and all three found  themselves helplessly swept toward the brink.
Jim  Honeycutt went over, and, as is typical, his body was imprisoned under  the Falls for three days before it appeared at the Maid of the Mist boat  dock.
Associated Press writer Carolyn Thomson’s July  16 story about Roger  quotes him saying, “To this day, every time I hear  the story I can smell the water.” 
Thomson wrote, “For  Woodward, the worst part was the brutal ride through suffocating  whitewater where he was tossed from Honeycutt’s boat after it struck  something, became disabled and was pulled into the powerful rapids.‘This  water looks like it’s as big as a house with the waves and the rocks,’  he says. ‘One minute you’re pulled underwater, you can’t breathe, you  wonder if you’re ever going to breathe again. The next second you’re  thrown up into the air and you come down and you’re glancing off of  rocks as you’re going through the rapids.’
“He says  there was a peaceful moment, though — while he was going over the brink  of the Falls.“‘I was floating in a cloud,’ he says. ‘I had no sensation  of up or down. I didn’t have any sensation in my stomach like you might  have on a roller coaster ... that moment when your stomach is in your  throat.’”
Because young Roger was so light, he was  thrown out over the edge and landed away from the churning water at the  base of the Falls. Capt. Clifford Keech was just steering his boat away  from the spot in the lower river where the Maid of the Mist passengers  view the Falls from below. Someone shouted that there was a bright  orange life jacket in the river with a boy in it and that he was alive!  Keech knew instantly that no one had fallen off his boat and the boy had  to have come over the falls. With Keech’s masterful maneuvering, Roger  was able to grab the lifeline on the third toss and was pulled to  safety, shouting, “My sister’s still in the water! You gotta help her!”
The  boat crew couldn’t help her, but God, in His mercy, did through two  brave men among the onlookers on shore above the falls. Deanne Woodward  had been miraculously swept toward the shore on the American side of the  river. A crowd had gathered beside the raging current, watching the  girl as she swept toward the brink. Years ago, I spoke with a man who  was there that day. He said, “Women were screaming, some were praying,  and some were fainting.”
Don  Glynn of the Tonawanda News told it this way: “John Hayes, 44, of  Vauxhall, N.J., a bus driver and auxiliary police officer, spotted  [Deanne] shortly after he witnessed her brother pass by. ‘Girl, come to  me!’ Hayes shouted, again and again. Deanne said later, ‘It was the  power of that man’s voice that kept me from giving up.’ As she got  closer to the railing, Hayes tried to snag her arm. He missed but dashed  along the shoreline, realizing he was running out of ground. John  Quattrochi of Penns Grove, N.J., rushed to the railing, too, and helped  Hayes pull Deanne from the river and onto the pavement.”
They were 20 feet from the brink. Deanne, safe on the shore, screamed, “Pray for my brother! He’s going over the Falls.”
And  prayer was answered. Forty-eight hours later, Roger was released from  the hospital with only a bruise on his head. Deanne suffered a cut hand.  Fifty years passed, and the two finally spoke freely about their  divine deliverance.
Roger puts it more personally. In  Thomson’s 2010 article he said, “But it wasn't until 20 years later  that the boy who had not regularly attended church was encouraged by a  friend to go after finding himself troubled by nagging ‘Why am I here?’  questions. From that day forward I was able to answer that one huge  question, and the answer to the question was this: God saved me that  day, July 9, 1960, because he knew at age 27 that I would come to know  him as my savior.”
Years ago, Roger said “I guess the Lord saved me the first time so he could save me the second time.”
Roger  described God’s purpose in his twin deliverances, not only for himself  but for everyone. His Niagara Falls deliverance gave him another 20  years of God’s patient grace. Our purpose for being born once is to be  born twice—being “born again,” as Christ Himself said. “…unless one  is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God. … unless one is born of  water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God. … Do not  marvel that I said to you, ‘You must be born again.’” (John 3:3, 5  & 7) God keeps us alive so we can hear the Gospel of Christ’s  death and resurrection, believe it and be saved.
The old hymn “Come to the Saviour, Make No Delay” by George Root outlines the urgent need for ultimate deliverance from the spiritual Niagara of an unsaved death:
Come to the Saviour, make no delay:
Here in his Word he’s shown us the way;
Here in our midst he’s standing today,
Tenderly saying, “Come!”
Suffer the children! O hear his voice!
Let ev’ry heart leap forth and rejoice;
And let us freely make him our choice:
Do not delay, but come.
Think once again, he’s with us today;
Heed now his blest command, and obey;
Hear now his accents tenderly say,
“Will you, my children, come?”
Joyful, joyful, will the meeting be,
When from sin our hearts are pure and free;
And we shall gather, Saviour, with thee,
In our eternal home.
Dave Virkler
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