Angels Watching Over Us
“And the angel of the Lord encamps around those that fear
Him”
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| The motorbike with the rusted tank on it. |
It
was a normal Tuesday morning. Steven had just finished going to the market on
his motorbike and was on the main divided street that leaves the city in the
direction of our home. There wasn't much traffic around him and he was cruising
on the inside lane next to the median. All of a sudden out of the corner of his
eye he saw a lady with dirty, and torn clothes, and with wild, crazy hair,
running down the median focused on him. She had a rock the size of a
grapefruit, and was getting ready to throw it at Steven. Just as Steven passed
her, he saw that in mid swing she froze, rock stuck in her hand, and she was
unable to move to finish the throw until he had passed. Safe at home Steven
told us about the event and we were once again reminded of how God sends His
angles to protect us. Later that week Steve found that the gas tank on the
motorbike was rusted through. The bottom and lower sides of the gas tank looked
like Swiss cheese, some of the holes were big enough to stick your finger through.
The only thing that was holding the gas
in the tank while he was going down the road was the paint on the tank.
God Bless,
Helen
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