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Do you like angel stories? Most people do. After I do some heavy writing, I need to write something on the lighter side to lift my spirit and hopefully yours too. I will tell you a few stories about angels in my life. I wont be talking about angels in shimmering white robes and wings. Ive never seen any of those. My angels are those who have helped me along the way just as I was about to fall. They came just in time to pick me up and guide me along the way.
One meaning for angel in the Webster dictionary is a guiding spirit or influence. In the Strongs Concordance, one meaning is to dispatch as a deputy. Deputy is a person appointed to act as an assistant to one another. One or more may have been angels dressed like ordinary people. These last are the ones in Hebrews 13:2 Be not forgetful to entertain strangers for thereby some have entertained angels unawares
Also when I look back, all along the way, I see people standing on the sideways. These were those who were there for me when the chips were down. I did not appreciate them like I should have at the time. I can see now that I was never alone. Some were times I didnt really know Jesus yet God sent deputies to guide me along the way.
My favorite was a little old bag lady. She was dirty, unkempt and foul smelling. She came into the place where I worked as a waitress. She was put at my table. I waited on her, smiling as I did. I try to treat everyone the same. She invited me to sit down and eat with her. I said I was sorry but we werent allowed. I brought her food and then got busy. Later I looked and she was gone. As I began to clean the table up, I saw the edge of a bill folded neatly under the cup. It was a $100 dollar bill!!! The really amazing thing is that was exactly what I needed to pay my rent! (I was a Christian by then.) I know without a doubt that if I would have been nasty with her, I would never have gotten the money. God knows how to handle every situation.
Another angel in peoples clothing was a little old lady at my bus stop. I rode the bus home before I realized I left my package at the bus stop. I told my husband I was going back to get it. He said it would never be there. It was a bad area and people have gotten mugged. A bus came by just as I got out the door. This was no mere co-incidence. When I got to the stop, there sat a sweet old lady, holding my bag as nice as you please. Walking toward her she said I knew youd be back. She stood up to leave before I could thank her. But I was able to ask her name. She look astonished and hesitated before she said: Pearl . She took off like a scared rabbit and disappeared! All I could think of was Pearl---Pearl of great price. This was a name she made up in a second.
Angel # 3 appeared in New York. My husband and I were on our honeymoon. Circumstances forced us to go to Long Island to visit his aunt. Coming back to Penn Station had us stumped. Which train do we take and what side of the track? As we puzzled over it, a pleasant looking man, dressed in a well worn but neat suit, tapped me on the shoulder and asked if he could help us. He got us to the right train and disappeared.
We got off in the big city and were lost for the second time. Which door do we go out to get a taxi to take us to the airport? Out of 1000s of people, the same man tapped me on the shoulder once more. May I help you again? I thank God often for His angels who come along exactly when I need them! And always just on time. PTL!
At the same restaurant where I saw the bag lady, I waited on a man at the counter where I worked. I was talking to a lady about an art course I was taking. He began to talk to me. He was an artist. He came in the next day and gave me the basic paints and a couple good brushes. MY co-worker said he had been coming in about 15 years and never talked to anyone. Why me?
One day I got talking to him about the Bible. He said he didnt understand it. I told him I would write some scriptures and try to explain it to him. He told me to make it simple. One evening he was there when I wasnt busy. I must have preached to him for a half hour. He seemed to enjoy the stories.
When he was leaving, he said: Thanks for the Mini-Sermons. That is when I began to write regularly and seriously. This on an electric typewriter. He was one of my guiding angels and a strong influence. Then he slowly slipped out of my sight, only to appear when I got discouraged. Havent seen him since. He did what he was supposed to do. Get me to ---write-write-write.
This will be my last story. When my husband divorced me to marry someone else, I was not going to let it get the best of me. I was going to go out and have a good time. I am basically not a party person. I wasnt saved yet. A girl I worked with asked me to go out with her after work. She wanted me to meet thisreally nice guy. I wasnt aware it could be dangerous. But I agreed. Might as well.
On my way home at 11 P.M.to change clothes, I had this feeling I shouldnt go. I called my friend and told her I changed my mind. She put the guy on. He sweet talked me into going. He wanted to meet me. I was innocent of the ways of the world. I was pretty much protetcted from it most of my life.
I got changed and on the way to the meeting place. Half way there, it felt like someone grabbed my steering wheel and sent me back home! The next day, I asked my friend how it went. She didnt know because she didnt go either.
Then came the shocker. The guy I was to meet was arrested for assault and battery, carrying a concealed weapon, drug charges and his wife was suing him for divorce.
God was looking out for me even then. I cant thank Him enough. He knew where I would be today. Only God knows what could have happened if I did go. I could have been in jail as an accomplice, or rapped or possibly murdered. My whole life could have been completely ruined. I didnt deserve Gods care but I got it anyway. PTL! God is so awesome.
I hope this has encouraged you.
One meaning for angel in the Webster dictionary is a guiding spirit or influence. In the Strongs Concordance, one meaning is to dispatch as a deputy. Deputy is a person appointed to act as an assistant to one another. One or more may have been angels dressed like ordinary people. These last are the ones in Hebrews 13:2 Be not forgetful to entertain strangers for thereby some have entertained angels unawares
Also when I look back, all along the way, I see people standing on the sideways. These were those who were there for me when the chips were down. I did not appreciate them like I should have at the time. I can see now that I was never alone. Some were times I didnt really know Jesus yet God sent deputies to guide me along the way.
My favorite was a little old bag lady. She was dirty, unkempt and foul smelling. She came into the place where I worked as a waitress. She was put at my table. I waited on her, smiling as I did. I try to treat everyone the same. She invited me to sit down and eat with her. I said I was sorry but we werent allowed. I brought her food and then got busy. Later I looked and she was gone. As I began to clean the table up, I saw the edge of a bill folded neatly under the cup. It was a $100 dollar bill!!! The really amazing thing is that was exactly what I needed to pay my rent! (I was a Christian by then.) I know without a doubt that if I would have been nasty with her, I would never have gotten the money. God knows how to handle every situation.
Another angel in peoples clothing was a little old lady at my bus stop. I rode the bus home before I realized I left my package at the bus stop. I told my husband I was going back to get it. He said it would never be there. It was a bad area and people have gotten mugged. A bus came by just as I got out the door. This was no mere co-incidence. When I got to the stop, there sat a sweet old lady, holding my bag as nice as you please. Walking toward her she said I knew youd be back. She stood up to leave before I could thank her. But I was able to ask her name. She look astonished and hesitated before she said: Pearl . She took off like a scared rabbit and disappeared! All I could think of was Pearl---Pearl of great price. This was a name she made up in a second.
Angel # 3 appeared in New York. My husband and I were on our honeymoon. Circumstances forced us to go to Long Island to visit his aunt. Coming back to Penn Station had us stumped. Which train do we take and what side of the track? As we puzzled over it, a pleasant looking man, dressed in a well worn but neat suit, tapped me on the shoulder and asked if he could help us. He got us to the right train and disappeared.
We got off in the big city and were lost for the second time. Which door do we go out to get a taxi to take us to the airport? Out of 1000s of people, the same man tapped me on the shoulder once more. May I help you again? I thank God often for His angels who come along exactly when I need them! And always just on time. PTL!
At the same restaurant where I saw the bag lady, I waited on a man at the counter where I worked. I was talking to a lady about an art course I was taking. He began to talk to me. He was an artist. He came in the next day and gave me the basic paints and a couple good brushes. MY co-worker said he had been coming in about 15 years and never talked to anyone. Why me?
One day I got talking to him about the Bible. He said he didnt understand it. I told him I would write some scriptures and try to explain it to him. He told me to make it simple. One evening he was there when I wasnt busy. I must have preached to him for a half hour. He seemed to enjoy the stories.
When he was leaving, he said: Thanks for the Mini-Sermons. That is when I began to write regularly and seriously. This on an electric typewriter. He was one of my guiding angels and a strong influence. Then he slowly slipped out of my sight, only to appear when I got discouraged. Havent seen him since. He did what he was supposed to do. Get me to ---write-write-write.
This will be my last story. When my husband divorced me to marry someone else, I was not going to let it get the best of me. I was going to go out and have a good time. I am basically not a party person. I wasnt saved yet. A girl I worked with asked me to go out with her after work. She wanted me to meet thisreally nice guy. I wasnt aware it could be dangerous. But I agreed. Might as well.
On my way home at 11 P.M.to change clothes, I had this feeling I shouldnt go. I called my friend and told her I changed my mind. She put the guy on. He sweet talked me into going. He wanted to meet me. I was innocent of the ways of the world. I was pretty much protetcted from it most of my life.
I got changed and on the way to the meeting place. Half way there, it felt like someone grabbed my steering wheel and sent me back home! The next day, I asked my friend how it went. She didnt know because she didnt go either.
Then came the shocker. The guy I was to meet was arrested for assault and battery, carrying a concealed weapon, drug charges and his wife was suing him for divorce.
God was looking out for me even then. I cant thank Him enough. He knew where I would be today. Only God knows what could have happened if I did go. I could have been in jail as an accomplice, or rapped or possibly murdered. My whole life could have been completely ruined. I didnt deserve Gods care but I got it anyway. PTL! God is so awesome.
I hope this has encouraged you.
