Strangers and Angels

Another week, and another adventure story to share. I’ve asked the Lord to send the stories, but I wasn’t expecting them to be quite this dramatic. Seriously though, this week’s story also speaks of the faithfulness and favor of God. Last Thursday, (Juneteenth) as I was traveling from Atlanta, Georgia to Tampa, Florida, I sat beside a man who turned out to be one of many angels the Lord sent that afternoon. He was going to visit his mom for her birthday, and I was accompanying my surrogate daughter to the Black Writers Reunion and Conference. About a half hour into the flight, I experienced sudden, excruciating pain in my right foot. At first I thought it was a cramp, but the pain continued to intensify. This complete stranger, my flight angel, took my foot in his hands and massaged it until the flight attendant brought an ice pack. Then he helped me off the plane, for by this time I couldn’t put any pressure on the foot.

When I arrived at the hotel, God has positioned another set of angels to assist me; among them a van driver who had just graduated from medical school! That strong young man picked me up like I was a rag doll, sat me in a wheel chair, and rolled me to the entrance of Tampa General Hospital so that I would not have to walk a step!

I encountered more angels in the ER who tried to expedite my care, because by then I couldn’t move my toes. These angels could sense that the pain was unbearable. Tests to rule out a blood clot and fracture were performed.  Both were negative. It was determined that I was bitten by a spider. Do I believe in angels? You bet. Within one week (you remember the deer story that happened on Father’s Day) God dispatched His angels to protect and comfort me. They were complete strangers with hearts of gold!