Commuter TrainMy friend Marti says she prays each morning for God to guide her day. She also has a casual acquaintance who walks past her house on his way to and from the commuter train. Sometimes they chat when he is on his way home. This fellow doesn’t see, and gets along very well using his special cane.
The other afternoon Marti was running errands. Her car was stopped at the railroad crossing while the commuter train was letting passengers off. She waited patiently as the train pulled away and the crossing gates stayed down. Often at this time of day the gates stay down because express trains, leaving the city, zip through her town on their way to distant suburbs.
Suddenly Marti saw her friend who apparently didn’t realize the gates were still down. He was on his way across the tracks towards her. She leaped out of her car, door open and engine running, and dashed up the sidewalk to the gate. “Come quickly!” she called to him. “You must cross the tracks quickly!” He picked up his pace, and she reached her hand out and pulled him to safety -- just in time.
Marti doesn’t think of herself as a hero. She credits her morning prayers for God to guide her day, for putting her where she was needed that afternoon. What I see is angels -- angel thoughts – messages straight from God – guiding Marti and her friend; angel messages straight from God keeping this man safe, despite his misunderstanding of his circumstances.
What I've found is that it's important to listen to these angel messages. Marti was already in tune with her prayer for God to use her that day. So when she saw someone in trouble, she didn't think twice about helping in any way she could. She helped in a way that kept her safe and saved her friend as well.
The other afternoon Marti was running errands. Her car was stopped at the railroad crossing while the commuter train was letting passengers off. She waited patiently as the train pulled away and the crossing gates stayed down. Often at this time of day the gates stay down because express trains, leaving the city, zip through her town on their way to distant suburbs.
Suddenly Marti saw her friend who apparently didn’t realize the gates were still down. He was on his way across the tracks towards her. She leaped out of her car, door open and engine running, and dashed up the sidewalk to the gate. “Come quickly!” she called to him. “You must cross the tracks quickly!” He picked up his pace, and she reached her hand out and pulled him to safety -- just in time.
Marti doesn’t think of herself as a hero. She credits her morning prayers for God to guide her day, for putting her where she was needed that afternoon. What I see is angels -- angel thoughts – messages straight from God – guiding Marti and her friend; angel messages straight from God keeping this man safe, despite his misunderstanding of his circumstances.
What I've found is that it's important to listen to these angel messages. Marti was already in tune with her prayer for God to use her that day. So when she saw someone in trouble, she didn't think twice about helping in any way she could. She helped in a way that kept her safe and saved her friend as well.
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