Late Night Angels
An Angel Friend

Vol. 2, No. 23 (November 20, 1999)

In March, I drove to Waco, Texas, to get my son who successfully completed a two-year stay at a special school for children with behavioral problems. After attending a play he was in, we packed his things and prepared to head home.

It was late and I thought of staying in a hotel. But I was eager to get home so we headed on our way. After stopping for something to eat we'd been on the road for about an hour when, around 11:30 p.m. a tire blew out.

I pulled to the side of the road and proceeded to get the jack. However, the nut holding the jack to the floor of the trunk was so tight I couldn't get it off. Panic quickly set in. We were in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by the grounds of a prison. I was very scared  when all of a sudden I got this peace in me. I said to myself that I'll just wait on God. He will provide.

In about five minutes this man pulled up out of nowhere and asked if we needed some help.

I explained my situation. He told me he only had a minute because he had to be at work. He supplied a wrench that enabled me to loosen the nut on the jack. I thanked him and told him I'd be able to handle it from there. He left.

I got the jack and proceeded to change the tire. When I lowered the car off the jack, I discovered that the spare was almost flat. Panic began to set in again. I heard a voice in me ask, “Have you still not learned?”

I sat back again and put my trust in God. Within minutes, another man pulled up and offered assistance. I asked him jokingly if he had an air pump. “I sure do,” he said.

I was astonished as he inflated my tire. I told him that he was an angel and so was the other man. He told me he was just trying to help out.

We made it to the next town, a distance of about 30 miles. We ended up spending the night as the spare was one of those small tires with limited driving range.

The next morning when I awoke, I saw that there was a tire store directly across the street from the hotel where I was able to have my tire repaired and then head for home.

These were not coincidences: two men stopping in the middle of the night with just the right tools and helping total strangers. I believe I met two angels that night and that God saw us through this ordeal. The experience taught me never to give up hope when things look bad. God is there ready to help if you trust Him and give Him a chance to help you. Believe. He will do it.

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