Angels Flying Close
I just had one of the most
amazing experiences of my life, and wanted to share it with my family and
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 circle under her eyes. She dropped
something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to give it to her. It was a
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
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
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...