When I was little I heard countless stories about...
My dad would go on and on about these special beings called ANGELS.
I heard stories about Angels with two wings, angels with four wings, angels with 6 wings, angels with 8 wings. Cherubims and the Seraphims. Angels associated with guardians or protectors. Angels with human and animal features. Angels in Heaven who are always saying HOLY, HOLY, HOLY.
Abraham in the Bible entertained visitors without knowing he entertained ANGELS. He invited them to rest, eat, and drink. They ate to their satisfaction and went their way but not after giving Abraham and his wife good tidings.
I met my own angel in human form 4 months ago. This angel does not have wings but the angel was able to lift my spirit in an unexplainable way. I was so glad that people like that still exist in this kind of world where people are fond of using others for their own selfish gain.
Let me tell you how I met my angel😊😊😊
It was on a sunny afternoon in the month of April, which was a public holiday, that I decided to go pay my Aunt a visit. I dressed up and set out. I wasn't having sufficient cash with me, so I went to the ATM. There was no cash at the ATM, so I went to several banks, and it was the same thing.
I then decided to go to JENDOL SUPERSTORES to get at least bread for my Aunt. On getting there everywhere was crowded. I was already running out of time. If I enter the store, getting the bread is not a problem, but the endless queue that I would have to join to pay for the bread was something I was scared of. It will take hours before I'm attended to.
As I was about to enter the store, I saw a woman arranging Jendol bread into her car boot. I approached her and asked her if the bread was for sale. She said yes. I was so happy to hear that. She sold it for me at the same price that the store sold it to her, which is not supposed to be. Business is supposed to be for profit-making, right???
I narrated my ordeal at the ATM stand to her. She took pity on me and asked her daughter to help her bring her purse. She checked the money inside and told me she had five thousand naira cash in her purse, that if I don't mind, she can give it to me, so I'll just transfer the five thousand to her bank account plus the bread money.
That was how my problem was sorted that day by a complete stranger. I didn't know when I started praying for her. I left Jendol that day feeling very happy and thanking God for sending me an angel at the exact time that I needed her.
