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God saved me from tragedy one night.  I can’t otherwise recall encountering God in such a dramatic way, but if I ever thought Him too high in the heavens to have anything to do with the likes of me, what happened that night put any such thoughts to rest.

Winter semester of my sophomore year of college, I agreed to house-sit for my voice teacher.  She lived with two Siamese cats (my charges for the semester) in a cozy little house partway up a mountain. 

The road to the house was interrupted by a dip under an overpass.  When the roads were slick with ice or snow, it was necessary to gain momentum by taking that dip with some speed.  At the bottom of the dip, however, there was a turn-off.  If someone in front of you slowed to take the turn, your chances of getting up the hill were slim.

And that’s what happened to me.

At night.

In the middle of a blinding snowfall.

I hit the gas.  I could barely see two feet in front of me because the snow was falling heavy and fast.  Neither could I see behind me.  Snow blanketed my rear window.  Half-way up, the car began to slow…

“Come on,” I urged the car.  “You can do it.”

The snow was too deep and the mountain too steep for the old Monte Carlo.  She was losing traction.  I knew that a few feet to my right, there was a sharp drop-off. 

And now I was beginning to worry.

“Don’t panic,” I told myself, as the car slid backward.  “I’m not panicking…  I’m not panicking…  I’M PANICKING!  HELP ME, GOD!”

At that moment, bright lights shone from behind.  A gloved hand knocked on my window.

“Do you need some help?” a man asked.  (I could not see his face.)

“Yes,” I squeaked.

“All right.  We’re going to push you up the hill.”

I felt a clunk on my rear bumper (a snow plow?) and the force of something pushing me.  The car regained traction.  I had made it.

And just like that, they were gone.  I mean, they vanished into the snowy night.

I don’t know who they were.  Maybe God sent angels that night.  Maybe not.  At any rate, God sent help at the very moment I needed it. 

My sense is that events like this happen to ordinary people like you and me all the time.  Who knows how many times we have been saved from tragedy by forces unseen?  But we think ourselves too insignificant to receive the likes of angels.

Newsflash: God finds you important enough!  No matter how dangerous or frightening your circumstances, His protection covers you.  For all you know, winged seraphim attended your sleep last night.

I pray that you and I will finally believe God’s promises…

…that we will rest in His care…

…that we will at last trust the One who slumbers not, but watches over us always, and always.

 

“You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.”  (Psalm 32:7, NIV)

 

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