I contacted the landlord, but
he didn't know anything
about them. It seemed
incredible...
Was she an angel?
As we looked forward to the
Christmas holiday, I watched out for
our neighbor and her little girl. I had
a special gift for each of them. But I
hadn't seen them again after that
fateful night.
So I went up to their flat and peeked
in through the window. The place
was empty, as if nobody had even
been there. I contacted the landlord,
but he didn't know anything about
them. It seemed incredible; I wanted
to thank them again. The more I
thought about it, I remembered she
had said they wouldn’t be home and
would be out of town that night.
Why had they come back, and where
had they gone? I realized their short
stay had possibly saved us all in an
old house that could have gone up in
flames so quickly.
A Thanksgiving Day doesn't go by
that I don’t think of the young
mother and her entrance and exit. I
know God brings many people into
our lives for various reasons.
Was she an angel?
Perhaps.
Each Thanksgiving I continue to
remember an old house with young
children, and that unforgettable
night. I especially give thanks for the
messengers He sent, allowing us to
celebrate many more Thanksgiving
Days together… a special blessing
from Him.
“Do not forget to show hospitality to
strangers, for by so doing, some people have
shown hospitality to angels without knowing
it." Hebrews 13: 2 NIV
Copyright, Diane Dean White 2001 and 2013
Diane is the author of over three-hundred
short stories, and her book On a Summer
Night was released in October and is
available on Amazon.
Visit Diane on her website at
www.DianeDeanWhite.com. She loves to
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