I don’t know if it was an angel,
it helped me …
I was safe.
Reading a friend’s story reminded me (again) of one of my own.
God is so good to us.
It seems ‘recent,’
but it was at least 3 vehicles ago.
probably about 10+ years ago.
I was in Forest Park for an event
was pleased with myself
for parking in an unusual area
as I KNEW it was going to get crowded.
It was ‘close,’
in an area not often used.
I now realize
I was prideful and overly-confident.
Live and learn.
For me, I often have to ‘learn’ more than once.
I was meeting a bunch of Christian friends
had failed to ask God
where He wanted me to park
I do think He cares about the little things.).
At the end of the show,
we gathered our things (chairs/blankets),
MORE than one friend
offered to walk me to my car,
I refused… I was ‘close.’
God was trying to help me.
Live & learn.
As I started toward the sidewalk with hundreds of others,
I ‘felt’ fine,
within moments… something else was sensed.
I was not alone.
I was being followed.
No worries, I thought – there’s so many people.
Quickly though they went in different directions to their cars…
I was down to about #20 people,
the steps following me where getting closer.
I started praying.
(Yes, often I wait … till almost the l-a-s-t second.
Please learn from my mistakes.)
would make whoever was following me
a BIG man walking with me
not to look afraid or run,
to look around – to LOOK him in the face …
I walked on.
Even the lights were becoming few and far between… why had I never noticed that in this section of the Park?
By this point
I was praying
in the Spirit (speaking in Tongues).
I had nothing to lose.
God was going to take care of it
I was going to get an opportunity to see if the martial arts training I had as a child
after being held at knife point
by an escaped convict
had paid off.
(Another story of God protecting His own.)
My heart was racing,
I felt peace.
I felt a presence by me.
God answered my prayer.
I turned and watched my follower turn away AFTER looking at my BIG companion. He turned around and went in the opposite direction.
No car in sight, but my own.
On the drive home,
I thought about it…
Every experience with God
brings me closer to Him.
Helps me to trust Him more,
oh how He loves those who believe Him.
I was in F.Park
(I never stopped going – often even,
now I pray more often:
“God is it OK?”
“May I get out and walk around.”
God knows all things.),
WAY ahead of time,
I asked God for CLOSE parking.
I didn’t want anyone else to have to escort me to my vehicle.
I was to leave
before the event was ‘over.’
I drove to every section that I considered safe & close,
on my ‘final’ approach,
a spot opened up for me… #10 spaces from the food trucks.
That’s MY God.
Did I mention that the Art Museum still had parking in their garage,
I saved $15
I wish I had prayed like this all those years ago. Would have saved me some internal drama!
I have an ongoing conversation
whenever I’m awake.
I thank Him more now too.
He’s an AWESOME God!