It’s been a while since I’ve posted, and it’ll probably be a while before I post again, but I had to share this story.
First, the backstory. In the past few weeks, I’ve seen a few episodes of Touched By an Angel on the Hallmark Channel. I occasionally watched the show years ago before it went into syndication but wouldn’t have called myself a follower or fan. But in one episode, I saw the Cadillac convertible that Tess drove, and noticed some unique features about its appearance (compared to a variety of other cars I’ve seen). Still can’t say I’m a fan of that show, but I’ve seen a few episodes here and there so it’s been on my mind.
Today, I was driving off to meet some folks, and as I turned from my complex onto the main road, I saw an older gentleman sitting on the grass across the street. Not exactly a place where you expect to see someone sitting. Next to him was a bicycle, which was standing up and propped up by its kickstand. I didn’t have too much time to assess the situation thanks to the traffic, but a few seconds later I wondered if everything was okay, or if this guy may have needed some kind of help. I was thinking maybe he fell off his bike and broke a bone or something or may have been suffering from the intense heat. By then, alas, it was too late for me to pull off and ask if he was okay.
So, I said a prayer to my guardian angel that he would go and check that everything was okay and, if the man needed help, to do whatever necessary to get the guy the help he needs, and if he could, to let me know everything was alright so I wouldn’t worry too much. Then I said my usual Our Father/Hail Mary/Glory Be combo and hoped for the best.
A few seconds later, I turned the radio back on, and a song was just wrapping up. The DJ came on, and it turns out her name is Angel something-or-other. Meanwhile, pulling out from a cross-street was a red convertible. I don’t know much about cars, but this car pulling out had the exact same distinguishing features as the one from the Touched by an Angel show.
So, at the same moment, around a minute after I said a prayer to my guardian angel, I see a car that looks just like the one driven by Tess the angel in Touched by an Angel, and I hear a lady on the radio whose name is “Angel.”
You can call it a coincidence. But I sincerely think that it was a sign from my guardian angel or from God that all was (or soon would be) well with the cyclist.
God is good.