Angels are spoken of often in scripture. I especially am fond of Hebrews 1:13-14, “But to which of the angels said he at any time, Sit on my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool? Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who shall be heirs of salvation?” This assures me that we do have angels sent forth to minister in various ways.
I do love a good angel movie or a good angel story, and what better time than Christmas to talk about angels! It was an angel who announced the good news of the Christ Child's birth to the shepherds saying, "For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord."( Luke 2:11)
I recently had a friend share her angel stories with me and, she has allowed me to write about them as follows:
This is my friend’s angel story…
My husband and I had been given some heavy pipe from a porch and needed to get it moved. The pipes were still semi-welded together, and we had to roll each section in just the right position onto a trailer for moving. They were much too heavy to be handled by just a few strong men.
At first, we had some helpers who assisted with the loading. All seemed to be going well as the pipe was rolled into the right direction for traveling; however, after our helpers left, we had a heavy one remaining. It had to go on top of the others. We thought the two of us would give it a try. This proved to be a mistake. We had planned well, but when we finally rolled it, it did not land on top but rather rolled over and off the trailer side rail. There was no way this heavy pipe was going to be manually lifted.
As I was walking around the trailer, a van came driving down the road and stopped. A black man wearing a white shirt, white pants, white socks, white shoes, and a head band with white beads hanging around it got out and asked, “Do you all need some help?” I immediately said, “Yes” and proceeded to explain the situation. He walked around to the side of the trailer to access it himself. Without saying anything more, he bent down and physically lifted that pipe up and onto the trailer and proceeded to get back into his van. In disbelief at what I had just seen him do, I excitedly exclaimed, “You are an angel. You are my angel!” He responded, “I am just passing through.” Whereby, I stated, “That’s what we are all doing. Just passing through.” As he was driving away, all I and my husband could do was just look at each other in astonishment.
I believe he was truly an angel! They do exist!
This is my friend’s story about her Mother and Grandmother’s Angel…
The grandmother had already been through two house fires with all their possessions lost. It is true, the houses were not much as there were spaces between the boards and living conditions were not the best but it was a home. Yet, once again a fire was about to consume their third home. Her grandmother had managed to get the children out of the house and across the road with instructions for the oldest child (my friend’s mother) to stay with the youngest children and keep them safe while the grandmother went back inside to try and retrieve a few of their possessions.
Just as the children had gotten settled outside, an old beat-up truck came driving up and three men got out to help. They managed to get most all the furniture out of the house before it was consumed by the fire. Once the possessions were outside, the men returned to the truck and drove away. However, the direction they drove was down a dead-end road with no other way out. The truck never re-appeared.
I end this with Hebrews 13:2, “Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
