MY MINISTERING ANGEL
by Judy Hartin
At the end of December, 1988, I was completely distraught. My
financial burdens as well as other problems in my life seemed to be
out of control. There was no way any answer come come I thought. I
considered suicide. I felt that the life of others would be better off
without me. After crawling under the Juniper tree as Elijah did ,
there was no comfort even in my self pity.
The only, only thing that was left for me to do was pray which I had
already done but to no avail, On the first Monday night.Jn January,
1989, our prayer group was suppose to me but it had been canceled. I
felt a desperate need to pray with others. The only person I could
think of to go to was an elderly man in the church named Mr. Hardy who
had a heart for the Lord and was in his late 70’s. I called him and
asked him if I could come over and pray with him. He was happy to see
me come. I had my daughter drop me off at his apartment about 1 3/4
miles from my home. I had planned after the prayer time to walk home
for my exercise and clear my head.
Mr Hardy and I had a good time together talking and then praying for
others and also my needs. When I told him that I had plans to walk
home by myself since it was after 9PM. He insisted I call a cab or
someone to pick me up. I had to walk and when he saw that nothing else
would do, I agreed to call him when I returned home.
As I walked out of the apartment, I felt a need to pray more. There
seemed to be something left unsaid to the Lord. As I walked across the
parking lot and to the main street, I began to pray. I prayed for
everyone I knew or could think of. About half way home, I had prayed
for everyone and I didn’t know what else to do. That inner small still
voice said pray more. So I prayed on even with repetition of prayers
that I had prayed earlier. Finally, a block from my home, I felt
completely empty inside and could no longer pray even if it meant my
life. No more prayers. No
nothing. Totally drained and still walking at a medium pace, there was
a moment of total darkness,a blackout. I can’t see I thought, so very
dark. I turned the corner to
my street and I could see street lights on my left as I walked. My
prayers seemed worthless and nothing would change my circumstances. I
couldn’t think or pray. I was empty inside. As I passed by the third
house on my left, I felt a presence. I looked to my right to see an
angel slowly descending. It’s bare feet was right above my head. I
turned my head forward and said out loud I am not seeing what I am
seeing. I looked again and there directly from heaven was the
beginning of my answer from the Lord by a messenger from the Lord
himself. As the angel descended, I saw his feet passing my shoulder
and I could see a glimpse of a wing in his back. Dressed in cL white robe
His face was flawless so beautifully smooth as if it were a woman’s
face and the eyes not looking at me but looking forward with a
seriousness about them. The hair was sandy brown, shoulder length and
perfectly wavy and not a hair out of place. Still in disbelief, I
turned forward again and repeated I am no seeing what I am seeing. On
my left, was a another angel walking on the other side, dark hair is
all I remember and about my height. One again, looking to my right,
the angel was near face to face with before touchdown, the angel
disappeared. My angel was gone. At that moment, I felt a peace that
passeth all understanding. I skipped and ran the rest of the way home.
A few months had gone by with no answer insight and yet, I knew God
was in control of my situation. I was at peace with the Lord and my
problems. I took those months to rest in the Lord.
I was sitting in my office one day, thinking that maybe the Lord had
just comforted my heart but was not going to change my circumstances.
A few more days passed. and a very prominent man in the Charleston
area came to my office and said I want to buy this building with a
check in his hand. It was enough to pay off my building plus a $
45,000. profit. What a Lord we serve! I told the man how God had used
him. For the Lord, Himself, indeed answered my·
prayer and met my need. Phil. 4:13.
HE HAS TRULY PROVEN THAT EVERY WORD IN THAT PRECIOUS BOOK IS TRUE. HE
IS OUR HOPE.
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