In my life, I have had two very obvious, unexplainable to the natural world, experiences. Once when I was lost in the woods of Vermont, after encountering a bear and falling down the side of a mountain, I prayed...."God, send me a light that I can find my way" and within a very short time, there was a light, a flashlight shining down from the top of the hill. I climbed through the thick underbrush to it and there stood three young men, I was 18 at the time. They helped me to the road, and told me they would walk me to my campsite, 2 miles away at least. They were kind, cordial yet not very talkative. It was Oct, so not a lot of people in the woods in the middle of the night. They took me all the way to my tent. I turned around to thank them, and they were gone. Vanished. I know without a doubt, they were angels.
Then, a couple years ago, I was in the car, turning onto the main road from my house and at the corner, I stopped about 2 car lengths from the corner. No idea why, but it was like my car would not go all the way to the corner. I was sorta stuck there. In a few seconds, a woman comes flying right at me from the cross street, at least 65 miles an hour, no slowing down, plows right through where the stop sign is, where I should have been and goes across the grass. Big car, would have killed me on impact. It wasn't like I saw her coming, since I was stopped back far enough to not see the traffic. I know God had his hand in that. And now today, in the garden, working at pulling weeds, just enjoying the beautiful blue sky, the birds singing, the gentle wind blowing through the leaves, as if they were some fragile instrument. My hand reaching into the moist brown soil to pull up the roots of some misplaced plants, I felt like someone was walking up behind me, I turned, no one was there, but I heard as plain as can be, a voice..it said, "Not so fast, your job is not finished yet" "Continue to write". Either I am nuts, or that voice was instructions from above. I kinda wanted to ignore it, after all I had made up my mind to shut down my blog. I had hurt someone that I care about deeply. I have no desire to appear fickle, so I went on with my task until all those alerts kept announcing that I had email on my phone. The phone is always with me, in my pocket or next to me. One after another, too many to count, emails from readers. Private emails, but all the same theme. "Please reconsider". One was from a Pastor that said he found inspiration from my blog, when as he wrote, "his well had gone dry" and doubted what he even believed. Another touching email from a young mother that was contemplating killing herself when he children were at school but for some reason she went to the computer and read my blog and it touched her heart, about her own family, how she wanted to see them grow up and to see her grandchildren, and she decided to live. So, here I sit, very humbled and at the same time bewildered. What does God want of me ? How do I continue ? One word at a time...hopefully, not stepping on anyones toes too bad. So I guess the best laid plans, when they are our own, often change. Thank you to the many of you that emailed and left comments in such a very short period of time. I am shocked to be honest, since I just write about what dances around in my brain, or happens on our little piece of this earth. And, to the owner of that voice in the garden. I fall to me knees.