my angel

'Friends are God's way of taking care of us.'
This was written by a Metro Denver Hospice Physician

I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and die - I barely managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn't even turn over. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the 'quickie mart building', and it looked like she slipped on some ice and fell into a Gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay

When I got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel.

At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back (1 in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95.

I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying 'I don't want my kids to see me crying,' so we stood on the other side of the pump from her car. She said she was driving to California and that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, 'And you were praying?' That made her back away from me a little, but I assured her I was not a crazy person and said, 'He heard you, and He sent me.'

I took out my card and swiped it through the card reader on the pump so she could fill up her car completely, and while it was fueling, walked to the next door McDonald's and bought 2 big bags of food, some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food to the kids in the
car, who attacked it like wolves, and we stood by the pump eating fries and talking a little.

She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City Her boyfriend left 2 months ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. She knew she wouldn't have money to pay rent Jan 1, and finally in desperation had finally called her parents, with whom she had not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in California and said she could come live with them and try to get on her feet there

So she packed up everything she owned in the car. She told the kids they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were going to live there.

I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer with her for safety on the road. As I was walking over to my car, she said, 'So, are you like an angel or something?'

This definitely made me cry. I said, 'Sweetie, at this time of year angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people.'

It was so incredible to be a part of someone else's miracle. And of course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started right away and got me home with no problem. I'll put it in the shop tomorrow to check, but I suspect the mechanic won't find anything wrong.

Sometimes the angels fly close enough to you that you can hear the flutter of their wings...

Psalms 55:22 'Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.'

"FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGELS"

OUR FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGELS WHO BRIGHTEN OUR DAYS
IN ALL KINDS OF WONDERFUL,MAGICAL WAYS-
THEIR THOUGHTFULNESS COMES AS GIFTS FROM ABOVE
AND WE FEEL WE'RE SURROUNDED BY WARM,CARING LOVE.
LIKE UPSIDE-DOWN RAINBOWS,THEIR SMILES BRING THE SUN
AND THEY FILL HO-HUM MOMENTS WITH LAUGHTER AND FUN.
FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGELS WITHOUT ANY WINGS
BLESSING OUR LIVES WITH THE MOST PRECIOUS THINGS.

All About Heavenly Guardian Angels

Heavenly angels, often referred to as guardian angels, are mentioned numerous times in the Scriptures. Therein we learn that angels are spiritual beings created by God to serve him, and sent by God to watch over the human race, to deliver his message, to guard and protect us from danger, to do battle with other spiritual beings on our behalf.

Since the beginning of time, angels have delivered God's messages to mankind. Sometimes the messages are warnings of impending danger, sometimes instructions as to what to do in a particular situation, sometimes they are simply "there" as protection from enemy forces. Sometimes they bring joyful announcements as in the day they announced the birth of Jesus.

I am often asked by skeptics, Why do we need angels? In truth, I don't know. God can deal with us in any way that pleases him to do so. He can speak with us directly, in a burning bush, in dreams, visions and specifically through the Scriptures. Yet, he also employs angels. The Scripture says angels were created for his pleasure. Perhaps it is as simple as that -- it pleases God to send the supernatural heavenly beings to minister to his children.

The Rainbow (an inspiring true miracle story)
By Lynne Richardson

My daughter, Christy, was a Special Education teacher for a small, rural school district in East Texas. Besides teaching, she is the mother of three beautiful children. Ailish, age eight, attends the same school where Christy teaches; three-year-old Ian and two-year-old Ainslea are 'stay-at-home' kids.

On November 11, 2005, Christy and Ailish were on their way home from school. Christy was momentarily distracted and when her attention was focused back on the highway, she was headed for a mailbox. She overcorrected the car, lost control and crashed into a tree. The impact sent the car back across the highway to crash into yet another tree. The demolished car burst into flames under the hood.

A witness to the accident extinguished the fire while his wife checked for survivors. When asked if she was okay, my granddaughter stated, "I'm okay but my mommy has gone to heaven to be with Jesus".

She was right. Her mother was killed on impact.

My granddaughter's seatbelt broke during the accident leaving bruising where the seatbelt had been. Her profile was imprinted in the windshield of the car. She had no cuts on her face, no broken bones and no bruises except those left by the seatbelt. It is truly a miracle that she survived the accident.

I know that Christy is with God. Still, my heart is broken and there are things that those of us left behind must do. The hardest thing I have had to do was to face Christmas without her and to decide what to do with those special gifts that I had bought just for her. After giving it a great deal of thought, I decided to give the gifts to her sister. I placed the gifts on the bed in our guest bedroom where they stayed for several days. Every now and again, I would go in and touch the gifts but I couldn't bring myself to wrap them.

One morning I went to the guest room to 'touch' the gifts; however, I was stopped at the door by a most unusual sight. Inside the room was a beautiful rainbow. It started at the baseboard on one side of the bed, continued across the bed where the gifts were laid and ended on the baseboard at the other side of the bed. I remember calling my husband to come look at the rainbow; I don't remember anything else. I believe the rainbow was a message from Christy telling me she was in heaven and happy that her sister would be receiving the gifts.

Do I believe in angels? Yes, I believe that Christy was an angel on Earth and that she was called home to be with her Savior, Jesus Christ. I also believe that divine intervention saved my granddaughter, Ailish.