AN ANGELS’ PRESENCE

I want to share a beautiful story and one that stands as proof that there is, indeed, truth to what I write about. Everything you are about to read really happened and is written exactly as it occurred.

I have a friend, who has been in deep despair. Despair is a hard and difficult cross to bear no matter where it comes from. My friend’s despair, which had a specific origin, was furthered complicated by constant pain resultant from a fall on concrete that she recently took. When I heard what had happened to her, I put her on my daily prayer list and spent many hours asking for guidance in an effort to help pull her up. When I tell you as a forward-moving positive soul, I felt inadequate in dealing with this type of despondency, I am not exaggerating. Yet, despite my feeling unqualified, I felt like I was being called upon to lift her soul.

I put on a full-court press in calling to God. I asked for my friend to be able to ‘receive abundance’ in every way possible. My prayer was more like a plea as I requested that she benefit by knowing her value and beauty without question. I reached out to her many times a day to deliver the uplifting messages I was receiving on her behalf. And, truthfully, I wasn’t sure if the messages were getting through, I might as well have been talking to Eeyore.

When the day came for her doctor appointment, a new set of worries weighed on her mind concerning the logistics in getting to doctor as my friend is alone. Together – we talked about it, we approached each of her fears – from parking space proximity to the long walk down the corridor in the building. My friend also had a sense of hopelessness that this doctor would even be able to help in easing her agonizing and unbearable pain. I asked the Almighty to lift every fear she had and then trusted that we would be delivered whatever was needed. Here’s what happened…

Upon arriving at the doctor – the parking lot was jammed-full except for one spot which was right next to the door. Next, as my friend exited the car, her pain lifted as if by miracle (no pun intended), and she made her way down the corridor uneventful. Then, waiting in line to sign-in, my friend felt a brush over her arm and turned to look into the eyes of the person behind her in line who was a very relatable soul – a gentleman with a slight smile and a soft voice. She said, as they conversed, a feeling of comfort fell over her. After several minutes of exchange, her place in line was called forward. As she turned her attention to the sign-in sheet this kind man reached down and squeezed her arm and said, “Everything is going to turn out fine.” (hmmm…touched by an angel?) Moments later, after my friend signed-in she turned back to thank the man, and he was gone. Nowhere in sight. Vanished in 10 seconds or less. How could that be – the waiting room was packed – and to make it through the group of waiting patients and reach the door in record time? Is that even possible? For an angel it is.

But wait, the story is not over. When my friend went into the doctor’s inner office to wait to see the physician her anxiety and fears of hopelessness returned. Next up, the kind doctor appeared and began his exam. He listened intently as my friend described the idiopathic yet piercing pain she was experiencing. Nodding, the doctor said to her, I know what you have – it is a ruptured medial [something or other] and proceeded to describe the pain, its path and its intensity in perfect manner. My friend was dumbstruck. ‘How do you know’, she asked, and the sagely doctor responded, ‘I know because I have had the exact same condition even though mine did not result from a fall but from being a life-long runner.’ Don’t worry, I fixed mine and I will fix yours.’ And, just like that the spirit of my friend was lifted from deep, deep despair to exalted abundant joy.

Now, I am glad my friend is a believer, it is important now more than ever. And for me? The validation of knowing my prayers were being delivered and at just the right time leaves me with such exhilaration and glee that I can hardly contain myself!

And, that folks, is what I have been talking about!!