“All day, all night, angels watching over me, my Lord.”
During a recent incident, the reality of this song, frequently taught to children in Sunday school, flooded my consciousness and rendered me speechless – except to praise God for His grace, mercy, and hand of protection. The incident? A couple of months ago, a truck crashed into the office where I work.
The day started as usual; all of the therapists were in their offices seeing clients and there was a full house with other clients waiting to be seen. Dorothea, my office consultant, was working at her desk and attending to clients waiting patiently to be seen. Suddenly, there was a loud boom that shook the entire office condo.
My first thought was that a fight broke out in the office of the therapist next to me, but when I opened my door and saw the other therapists and their clients looking as perplexed as I was, my thoughts quickly shifted to thinking that something must have happened to Dorothea. As we all rushed towards the front office, we found Dorothea standing helplessly in shock, pointing to the window behind her. As we looked behind her, we were amazed by a sight that rendered us speechless.
A truck rolled from the top of the hill in front of an apartment complex – navigating itself around some trees and a utility box – and crashed through the brick wall of our building and into Dorothea’s office. After we assessed that no one was hurt, I went outside to further explore what happened and talk with the driver of the truck. Upon approaching the truck, I found an empty cabin. Reportedly, the driver of the truck had gone into one of the apartments, intending only to be there briefly. A female companion who he left in the truck was standing in tears at the top of the hill in front of the apartment complex. Baffled and concerned, I approached the young lady who shared that she was sitting in the truck when the brakes gave away and began rolling down the hill. Terrified, she jumped out of the car.
As I attempted to absorb what had happened, I could only feel gratitude to God, who, all day and all night has angels, not only watching, but interceding on our behalf. The full impact of this accident hit me the next day when the maintenance engineer came in to survey the damage. He pointed out something which had initially escaped me. The truck jumped the curb before plowing into the side of our building. Had it not been for that curb – or as I see it, God’s invisible army slowing the velocity of the truck before it reached Dorothea and the clients in the waiting area – devastation would have been unavoidable.
Luke 4:10 shares with us, “He will command His angels concerning you and guard you.” Angels were certainly not only watching, but sprung into action that day to protect us from dangers that we could not have possibly seen coming.
I will forever be grateful for the many times I faced danger seen and unseen and God’s invisible army protected me and interceded on my behalf. People sometimes refer to these ‘could have been’ occurrences as luck; but for those of us who believe in God, we call it grace and mercy.
“All day. All night. Angels watching over me and you, my Lord.”
Peace and blessings, My Chickadees… and share this with a friend,
Gail
P.S. Happy Valentine’s Day!