The second time I believe God spoke to me is what I believe was an angel. I have always believed that God places angels in people’s lives when they need them most. In June 2006, I was faced with a devastating blow. What the actual blow was doesn’t matter, but it was a life changing, and not for the better, situation. I was leaving Colonial Heights to go to work in Richmond. My usual morning coffee stop at the 7-11 in Chester was first on my agenda. From Colonial Heights to Chester thoughts of just taking my kids and husband and leaving everything kept entering my mind. I just wanted to run away from it all and never come back to Colonial Heights. I had other family here, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to run. I pulled up to the 7-11 and decided to keep my sunglasses on because I had been crying all the way and didn’t want anyone to notice. 7-11 was empty except for the cashier so I said hey to her as I did every morning and made my way to the coffee. As I was making my coffee, an elderly man walked up to the counter and stood across from me. I knew he was elderly because I peaked up real quick when he approached. I also noticed he had a red vest on similar to the one the cashier had on. As he stood there wiping the counter, he just began to speak to me. He told me that what gets him through his hard times is his faith in God. That trusting in Him will guide me in the right direction. I wondered how this man knew I was upset because my glasses hid my eyes, but I smiled at him and told him to have a nice day. Once I got back into the car and started my drive to Richmond, I thought of what the man had said to me and stopped crying immediately. Suddenly I had a sense of calm come over me. I knew everything was going to be o.k. and that I had to face my problem straight on. I wasn’t going to let the situation I was in define me.
The next day, I made my usual 7-11 stop. I went straight up to the cashier to ask who was the man that worked there that I had spoken to the day before and if she knew when he was working again. I wanted to thank him for changing my life that previous morning just by taking the time to talk to me and remind me of what God would want me to do. She told me that they had no elderly man that worked there and that she and another female employee were the only 2 on staff that day. I went in there daily for months after my encounter but never saw him again. So who was this man? Was he an angel sent from God in my time of need? Or was he just a customer wearing a red vest that I had mistaken for an employee who sensed I needed help? Either way, I truly believe he was there by God’s will.
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