It was the evening of Sunday, January 21, 2001 around 6:40 p.m. I was on the way from Winn-Dixie, where I was working, heading home. I was turning left at a yellow light, confidently thinking that the truck 25-35 feet away was going to come to a stop. WRONG! The truck hit the passenger side of my little 1989 Hundai at 40 to 50 mph. I remember the truck hitting my vehicle in slow motion. I was awakened by the touch of a presence upon my face, by a lady with red hair. Being that she was on the passenger side (which was struck by the truck) looking into the vehicle, I knew that she didn't reach in and touch me, but it was like a spiritual connection. She said, "You've just been in an accident. Everything is okay. The ambulance is on the way." I never noticed her leave the side of my car. It was like a minute or less after our conversation that the police and ambulance were pulling up. There was only one witness. He claimed he saw everything, being that he was behind me. I told everyone about the lady with red hair, and they say there was only one witness to see the accident, which was the man. My mom says it was my guardian angel. If I would have died that day, I probably would be headed for Hell, but thanks for God's grace. He saved me and gave me another chance. I'm 22 now. I've been becoming closer and closer to Him ever since. – Kendall
Winter Storm Angel
Winter storm in Nebraska, and I was returning from a business trip. I was about 15 miles outside of Omaha when my rental car ran out of gas. Snowing like crazy, road under construction, heavy traffic, lousy visibility, late afternoon and getting darker by the minute. Very dangerous place to be outside a car looking for help. Car sputtering and chugging, I spotted an off-ramp to a county road that crossed I-80. I swerved off so I'd be out of the traffic. As I coasted off, I saw a pickup truck parked on the off-ramp. My car stopped about 50 feet behind it. I saw the driver door of the pickup open and a woman stepped out. I immediately got out, hoping she'd have a phone so I could call for help. As I got closer, I saw she was taking something out of the back of her truck. When I got close enough, I saw it was a five-gallon gas can. She talked to me, but I don't recall her words, other than she said she had spare gas and I was welcome to the can of gas. I carried the can and she followed me back to my rental. We talked while I poured gas, but I don't remember any of the conversation. When I was done, I walked back to her truck, can in hand. I put it back in her truck, thanked her profusely. Somehow, it never occurred to me to offer her any money for the gas. She got in her truck and drove up the off ramp.
I hustled back to my car, ground the starter until it finally cranked up. I immediately drove up the hill, following in her tire tracks. I hoped to catch her and repay her. As I reached the top of the small hill where the road crossed over the interstate, the tire tracks just disappeared! They weren't blown away, not covered with snow... they just stopped. I had followed her up the hill not more than a minute or so after she drove off. There were no tracks going down the other side, which was the on-ramp back to I-80. No left turn or right turn tracks at the cross point of the road crossing the highway. No tracks at all. She just disappeared. She AND the truck.
I just sat there for a long time. I was just too stunned to think. I started to reconstruct the events and realized I didn't have any recollection of what she looked like. Or how she was dressed, color of her hair, sound of her voice. It was like even THAT had also disappeared, but from my memory. I remembered a truck with a shell, but then couldn't remember the color, the make, anything at all about her or the truck.
I've told a few people about this incident over the years, but even with the retellings, it still gives me shivers every time I think about it. I have no lucid or believable explanation for what happened. I'm not the hysterical type, of that I'm sure. Up to then, I did not believe in "angels." I do now. I know I have one. I KNOW I have one! – David
