Angel On The Highway

Jesus spoke a parable to them, that men always ought to pray and not lose heart. Luke 18:1

The day before yesterday, Ed, my husband, left to go about 100 miles from home to pick up a bulldozer for a customer. I had a bad feeling before he left that something was about to happen that wouldn't be pleasant. I prayed about it. I didn't mention this feeling to him because I didn't want him to leave expecting something to happen so I told him that I had asked God to surround him with angels all day and to bring him home safely. He left with the big truck and the trailer built to haul heavy equipment hooked on behind the truck. I had a lot of work to do so I set out to finish addressing the e mail forms to send out the Angel's Touch Newsletter and get some other things done. I just couldn't shake that little niggling feeling that something was going to go wrong. It wasn't that I didn't think God would send the angels I asked for but things can happen to cause one to have a bad day even though they are protected by angels from bodily harm. Long after I thought he should have been on the road toward home he called. He was still there. They were having a hard time loading the dozer. The man who had gone there to load it couldn't get it on the trailer. They called two wreckers and they were having a hard time getting it loaded but they finally succeeded. He was on his way at last. The feeling hadn't left me but I didn't mention it to him. I just reminded him to be careful. Late afternoon came and he hadn't arrived. I tried to call him several times on his cell phone but couldn't reach him so I began to worry. Then he called. He had blown out a tire and when it blew, it put an extra load on the trailer tires and bent two of the wheels. They came off of the trailer and one of them caught underneath the trailer. They were new tires so none of this was expected, but there he was on the side of the highway in the heat, his water he had taken with him was gone, his cell phone battery was going down, I had no idea how to get to him, he was not near any place of business where he could get help and he was still a long way from home. He had called the man he had picked the dozer up for but he wasn't home from work yet. He left a message at his house but still didn't know if the man would be able to come to him. He was totally exhausted and discouraged and so was I . I began to question God as to why this was happening when I had prayed earlier and asked him to keep His angels near and to bring my husband back home safely. I was weakening. Losing faith. I was wondering why God had let me down when I was trying so hard to please him and to get His message out. I felt as though He had forsaken us altogether. The devil making his daily round, as usual, whispering in my ear and trying to discourage me. And I was really listening with both ears, apparently. About that time a wonderful and encouraging letter came to my e mail box from a very precious lady who is a member of our Angelwings family. She told of a bad time she and her family had suffered through and how discouraged she had become during that time and how some days were harder to get through than others, then she said the sweetest words. She said, "That all changed when I found Angelwings……. It has given me strength when I thought I had none. " I cried for about a half hour because, to me, this was a message straight from God, telling me that I should not become discouraged and that He hadn't forsaken us at all. That he is using this site to help people and that I am His servant and He is with me. The letter came at just the exact right moment to bring me back up to the faith I had earlier in the day. She had some other very wonderful comments to make also and I will be forever grateful to her for sending what I needed when I needed it. I was still worried because I could tell how tired Ed was and how discouraged he was but I felt, now, that help would come from someplace. It was just a matter of how long it would take. I sat here and asked forgiveness for my doubting Thomas attitude and gave thanks to Him for sending that friend to me just at that time when I was the most doubtful and discouraged and asked Him to please send help to my husband soon. Just after that my Ed called back. A man whom he had never seen before with Georgia tags going the opposite direction turned around and came back to him. He had his wife and child with him. He got out of his vehicle, gave my husband 2 new tires and wheels, would not take pay for them and he put them on himself. He would not let my husband help. Ed asked for his name and address for he intends to send him a thank you. The man's name was Michael. <Smile> Michael Davis. The tires were for a mobile home and were not strong enough to bring Ed and that heavy load home, but it got him off the highway and to a safe place to leave the truck until he could go back for it. The man he had called finally arrived and brought him home. Safely as I had asked. Ed is still in awe today at the kindness of a person doing something like that in this day and age when people seem to be so uncaring of others every place. But he knows who sent the man to him and has given Him the glory and thanks for it. We had dinner at midnight that night and he had to return for the truck and the loaded trailer yesterday, but I am still thanking God for answering my prayer. He sent an angel, even if it was a human angel, to help Ed when he was in a hopeless position with no hope of getting the truck off of the shoulder of the road that night. He thought he would have to leave it sitting where it was but because of Michael, he was able to move it to safety until he could get back to it. Also, one of the spare tires Ed had to put on the rig to bring it back home from where he had left it had a knot on it so he didn't know if he would lose another tire or not trying to bring the equipment in with such a heavy load but he made it fine. God was riding with him that day too. I thought I was going to have to make that long trip to drive him back to the truck yesterday morning, but I didn't. A Baptist preacher, another servant of God and the father-in-law of the man the dozer was being delivered to took him instead. Patricia Osborn Orton Aug 2, 1998-Music "KING OF KINGS"

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