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| My Passion - Issue 4 - December 2015
My Christmas Guardian Angel
Sandra Shock
This morning I was one of the unfortunate
humans that had to go
to work. I needed to be there by
7:00 am, so I left home at 6:20 am,
giving me plenty of time to get
there by seven. It was still dark
and raining so hard, I could hardly
see the white lines in the street.
Some of the stores and homes had
left their Christmas lights on all
night. They very pretty glittering
in the night rain. I was enjoying
the lights when all of a sudden,
I hit a curb, and sure enough,
busted a tire. So, I drove slowly
to a nearby service station that’s
always opens early. Today, it was
not!
I pulled under one of the covered
bays where you pump gas and
tried to think of what I needed to
do. I didn’t have my mobile phone
with me, and it was still pouring
down rain. The station was closed
and not a sole around, except one
truck two bays down. I got out,
went over to the truck, and looked
in the passenger’s window, but no
one was there. I’m always leery of
doing something like that because
you don’t know who’s good or
bad. I, then, went back to my car
and tried to think what else to do. I
decided to walk to the Waffle House
to call my husband, and as I passed in
front of the truck, I saw a man on the
driver’s side (which I did not see before).
I walked over to him, told him
my circumstances, and asked if he had
a mobile phone that I could borrow to
call home. He looked for
his phone, but could not find it. He
said he would be glad to change the
tire for me, but, I hated for him to get
all wet and nasty. I kept insisting that
I could walk to the Waffle House and
call my husband. He insisted that he
did not mind changing it.
As he was changing the tire, I found
out his name and he worked at the
Correction Center, not too far from
where we were. I decided he was a
good guy if he worked there. He works
the night shift, and every morning,
he came to this service station to
get coffee. He said that they were
usually open at this time, so he was
just waiting. I told him that I did
not see him at first and he said that
he did not even see me looking in
his truck. That’s strange, but you
know……………………you can’t see angels.
When he finished changing the tire, I
tried to pay him for his trouble. He
wouldn’t take anything from me. He
said that one day he might need help.
I asked him if I could at least hug his
neck. He said, “Yes, you can do that.”
I hugged his neck and wished him
a Merry Christmas. I was almost in
tears. He was an angel to me. When I
pulled away, I asked God “to bless my
Guardian Angel.”
We don’t always know why some
things happen. I haven’t had a flat
tire in years and haven’t had one
since. Maybe God was sparing me
from something happening down the
road that day, and for that I am very
thankful.
I do believe in Guardian Angels (not
only at Christmas, but all the time),
and I believe they are watching over
me every day. I believe he was my
Guardian Angel that morning. I believe
God put him there, in that dark,
closed service station, just for me. I
drove back home and got my husband
to take me to work. When we past the
service station, it was all lit up and
running.
THANK YOU GOD FOR MY GUARDIAN ANGEL GOD BLESS YOU