Angels in 2014—Seriously?
One Sunday morning in 1999, I had just finished giving a sermon at the church where I was pastoring when a woman walked up to me and said she had a story to tell me. She said she’d found out that week that her husband had been cheating on her for a number of years and that he was leaving her. She was devastated, and that morning had decided she would go to a church service. She drove to our church building, parked her car and then sat there, exhausted, overwhelmed, saying to herself, “I don’t have the strength to even get out of the car and go in there.”
Just then, she heard a knock on her window. She looked up to see a parking lot attendant in an orange vest smiling at her. She rolled down her window and the man asked her if he could help her into the building. She agreed, and as they walked he talked about how sometimes you don’t even have “the strength to get out of the car and go in there.”
After the service, she went outside to thank the man for his kindness and extraordinary timing. She couldn’t find him. She then found the person in charge of all the parking lot attendants and told him who she was looking for, giving a physical description. He told her nobody who fit that description was working that morning…
So who was he? An angel?
Recently, I was at a dinner party and someone said something about angels and we started telling stories like the one I just told. You’ve heard these kinds of stories, right? Usually they revolve around someone in need who gets help at just the right time, in just the right way, and when they go to find the person to thank him or her, the per