Angels in Our Life

When my daughter was a toddler, she was sick with a fever. This was not usual for her, as she rarely got sick. We were nervous since fevers can be harsh on a small child. The pediatrician said we could give her acetaminophen, but I did not have any in the medicine cupboard for her weight. My husband nervously agreed to watch our two small children while I went to the grocery store to buy more. I had not been out of the house in days, since we had experienced a lot of snow and ice lately. It was especially frigid this night. I hurried through the store to get what I needed and walked back to the parking lot.

I got into my car and set the bag down. I put the key in the ignition and turned. Only faint clicks were heard from the engine. “No, this can’t be happening now; I have a sick baby at home.” I thought. I sat there a few moments and tried it again… Nothing but clicks. Now what am I supposed to do? My husband is at home with two small children and one has a fever. My mind raced: AAA would take an hour to get here… I have jumper cables in the car… would someone offer to help me jump this… assuming that would work… this late at night… would someone from the store help? I said, “God, please help me.” I put my head on the steering wheel in exasperation.

About a minute later, there was a knock on my car window. I opened the door with what I am sure was a look of disbelief. There was a young man standing there with jumper cables in his hands. He said, “Need help?”

“How did you know?” I said. He said he knew the sound and sensed I would need the help. He had his car next to mine in no time. We hooked up the cables, waited a minute. I tried the key again and my car started right up. He said, “It sounds like you need a new battery.” I concurred and said I would take care of it right away. As he disconnected the cables I started going on about: I didn’t know what I was going to do, I have a sick child at home and didn’t have someone to come right out. He said it was not a problem and he was glad to help.

Then he was gone. It was gone just as fast as he arrived. Maybe he continued his walk into the store. Maybe…

Just maybe he was my angel here to help me when I was in need.

Who has been your angel?

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. my secret love for you
    Jul 10, 2013 @ 10:11:17

    of course he was, the problem is that no too many people get to notice it!

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