Angels Unaware -Part 1
Growing up in a home setting surrounded by music I found myself involved in many church and school plays and musicals. One particular, was done a couple times in church throughout my childhood. It was “Angels Unaware”. It was about the angels and their purpose and calling of God and their roles on earth. I was quite funny and always fun to do.
This memory came to me recently due to several instances I have had. It reminded me of the true existence and protection that Angels have over us throughout our day and lives. Hence to say I have needed some protection. J
A couple of weeks ago in Costa Rica, we were reading and relaxing after Spanish class in our favorite coffee shop. They were great about letting us order and hang around a bit.(reminds me of Starbucks)
I was concentrating on reading but then had an “instinct” to look around to my surroundings. As I surveyed the room I saw… all the different places we (4 of us) were sitting, Molly’s table that was empty and an older man passing by.
So…let me back up. In the “unknown” to me, Molly went to order a drink and asked Heather who was vertically across from her to watch her stuff. No problem…as it wasn’t crowded and was more of an upscale shop.
There wasn’t anything suspicious looking about “the man” but I felt as if he still needed to be observed. He passed her table once and slowly turned around and backtracked and as sly and quick as he could his hand reached out and covered her purse (which was near the corner of the table…I know not a smart ideaJ)
“No, no, no, no no” came rushing out of my mouth as I leaped up and ran across the coffee shop. Meanwhile he slowly started to leave as if nothing had occurred. I ran and as nicely and fervently as I could I said “No, Senor, No!” (My ghetto side did not come out as usual, because… this was an old man… but my loud teacher voice sure did.)
Then as quick as can be a younger guy came (later found out that he worked there and was just chilling) and started confronting the man. Molly slowly walks up not really sure what was happening. After a few words the younger guy struck the old man in the face and grabbed him by the hair and started to escort him out of the café. As the old man was being pushed down the stairs his head got banged in the meantime. Ouch! I felt bad for him but at the same time still perplexed and overwhelmed with what happened.
Molly was asked if she wanted to press charges…she looked at me and I said “no”. So she offered grace up to him instead. Meanwhile Heather and I sat and prayed for him, his circumstances and his heart.
Everything was safe(we were defiantly being watched out for)…Molly and I got a free drink from it… and my afternoon ended up being full of conversation and God time.
Everything done,is in His timing and protection.
