The time I was mistaken for an Angel started out innocently and ordinarily. I had stopped into the local Winners to see if there was anything there that would catch my eye.
Upon leaving the store I came across a woman who had just driven her vehicle into the bumper of another car, leaving a football sized dent. The woman was panicking and getting ready to drive away when she saw me. I told her I would help her write a note to leave on the vehicle or stay until the owner came back.
In that instant I felt compassion for her and for the owner of the other vehicle. I 'knew' the individual in front of me couldn't afford to pay the deductible for the damage. I also knew that it wouldn't be fair to the owner of the damaged vehicle to pay for it.
As I walked to my own car I prayed for Angels to help in any way they could. I felt the usual 'love wash' from the Angels when I did so. I had just grabbed paper and pen when the woman who had caused the damage ran up to me yelling, "You have to come see this!".
As I walked with her to the damaged car she was saying something incoherent about miracles, and as we got to the vehicle I saw why. There was no longer a dent... or a scratch.... or a scrape. The car was not damaged.
She was muttering, "How can this happen You saw the dent. How can this happen?"
I gently said, "I guess your Angels are really looking out for you today."
At that moment she started yelling, "Thank you! Oh, my God...you... you're an..." But I couldn't let her finish that sentence. What I wanted to say was, "I'm sorry but I am not an Angel. However, Angels were here with us." Unfortunately all that came out of my mouth was, "No..no...no...no..no".
I had to get out of there before things got worse so I ran to my car, started it, and tried to pull away. She was holding onto the door handle for dear life so I couldn't. I rolled down the window and said, "I have to go now. I have things to do". She did let go and I started pulling away.
As I drove away she was running after me yelling and waving her arms. After the shock wore off and I was a safe distance away I thanked the Angels who had intervened in that situation. Then I started laughing out loud. And I knew I would never forget the time I was mistaken for an Angel.
Upon leaving the store I came across a woman who had just driven her vehicle into the bumper of another car, leaving a football sized dent. The woman was panicking and getting ready to drive away when she saw me. I told her I would help her write a note to leave on the vehicle or stay until the owner came back.
In that instant I felt compassion for her and for the owner of the other vehicle. I 'knew' the individual in front of me couldn't afford to pay the deductible for the damage. I also knew that it wouldn't be fair to the owner of the damaged vehicle to pay for it.
As I walked to my own car I prayed for Angels to help in any way they could. I felt the usual 'love wash' from the Angels when I did so. I had just grabbed paper and pen when the woman who had caused the damage ran up to me yelling, "You have to come see this!".
As I walked with her to the damaged car she was saying something incoherent about miracles, and as we got to the vehicle I saw why. There was no longer a dent... or a scratch.... or a scrape. The car was not damaged.
She was muttering, "How can this happen You saw the dent. How can this happen?"
I gently said, "I guess your Angels are really looking out for you today."
At that moment she started yelling, "Thank you! Oh, my God...you... you're an..." But I couldn't let her finish that sentence. What I wanted to say was, "I'm sorry but I am not an Angel. However, Angels were here with us." Unfortunately all that came out of my mouth was, "No..no...no...no..no".
I had to get out of there before things got worse so I ran to my car, started it, and tried to pull away. She was holding onto the door handle for dear life so I couldn't. I rolled down the window and said, "I have to go now. I have things to do". She did let go and I started pulling away.
As I drove away she was running after me yelling and waving her arms. After the shock wore off and I was a safe distance away I thanked the Angels who had intervened in that situation. Then I started laughing out loud. And I knew I would never forget the time I was mistaken for an Angel.
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