I love these kinds of stories. They are the myth-builders and they never seem to get old.
It happens that this much Catholic-praying 55-year old woman got lost in a blizzard and was out in a snowy field in extreme cold for a good period of time. She was found in the nick of time suffering from hypothermia and frostbite, just when everybody expected her to be dead. Well, the explanation given for this is that "God reached down and cradled her."
Nowhere does anyone question why a devout God-fearing woman would have been allowed by such a loving deity to find herself in extremis in the first place. God always seems to be there to rescue someone but is peculiarly absent when the peril presents itself. What a guy!
He should write a book about it. Oh, yeah, I forgot, God doesn't write books.