Where Angels Walk - Story of the Week, October 15, 2011
Writer Author Joan Wester Anderson
Christian Column
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Angels
- Fiction No
Talk about embarrassed. Last week I mentioned that I was trying to keep this mailing at a professional level. I then sent the story around without "cleaning it," a process that I know how to do, but occasionally forget. It left weird signs on the message, causing many of you to think that your email was in trouble. Fear not---you are fine. And if I remember to prepare the mail correctly, I'll be fine too!
---Speaking of last week, the hero in our story, Bill Garvey just had a story published in Chicken Soup for the Soul, Answered Prayer. He is thrilled to be able to share a special event in his life with all of you earth angels. Here's the link:
http://www.amazon.com/Chicken-Soup-Soul-Answered-Intervention/dp/1935096761/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1318106649&sr=1-1 And here's the story:
Angels usually do their work anonymously. Life has its coincidences, but many times we are protected by our heavenly guardians, and we don't even know it. Angie and Andy Linkhart would agree. They recently moved to the Kansas City area, and bought a brand new house in a brand new development.
Angie and Andy were thrilled about being homeowners, and determined to learn all the skills needed to keep their "palace" in great condition. One week Andy was sent on a business trip. A few days after he left, Angie noticed that the lawn needed cutting. Wouldn't Andy be pleased if he came home and found the task done? Angie had never operated a lawn mower, but how hard could it be? Going out to the garage, she grabbed the gas can and poured gasoline into the lawn mower, just as she had watched Andy do.
Unfortunately, she spilled some on the garage floor. She cleaned it up as best she could, but now----where to put the soaked rags? And did she get enough up so it would be safe to start her car, or would it ignite? What if Andy drove into the garage over the spill? This good idea was getting complicated.
Angie hadn't met any of her neighbors yet---and she was feeling a little foolish---so she went inside and phoned her grandmother in Fort Wayne, Indiana, for advice.
Her grandmother, Ilean Park, was not an expert on gasoline either. "I think you should call the fire department, and ask THEM," she suggested.
"Gram, I'd be embarrassed---what if they came with the sirens and the lights..."
"What if they didn't, and a fire started?" Ilean countered. Angie agreed.
The firefighters came quietly, reassured Angie that she'd done the right thing, and finished her cleanup. While they were there, one suggested they check the air quality in her new home. Angie agreed.
The firemen were in the house for what seemed like a long time. When they finally came outside, their faces were solemn. "It's a very good thing we were here," one told Angie. "You have a severe carbon monoxide leak. We've already called your builder---he's on his way."
"Carbon monoxide?" Angie was stunned.
The fireman nodded. "God works in mysterious ways," he told her. "You might have died here alone."
It was a gift from heaven, Angie and Andrew agreed later, when all was calm again. For who would have anticipated anything like this occurring in a brand new house? Moreover, had Andy spilled the gasoline, he would have cleaned it up properly and gone on his way, and no one would have discovered the leak until something tragic happened.
Some people may think this is a "stretch." But not Angie's grandmother. "I am convinced that Angie's guardian angel was involved in all of that," says Ilean. "Why else would it have worked out so well?"
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