The Angel Story

Someone recently asked me,

“What the most miraculous thing that’s ever happened to you?”

I told him, “I think I might have had an encounter with an angel once.”

Sounds crazy, I know.

But I’ll tell you what happened, and then you decide.

I mean, it’s definitely a biblical possibility.

This verse lets us know that some of us have interacted with celestial beings without realizing it.

That means that God’s messengers (this is what the word angel means) are among us, helping Believers in their journey of faith.

Just like the Bible tells us:

Angels are His servants—spirits sent by God to care for people who will inherit salvation (Hebrews 1:14).

That’s you and me—we are heirs of eternal life. Angels are sent from heaven to assist the people of God.

And apparently, they are able to manifest themselves as ordinary looking human beings since we “encounter them without realizing it.”

And it seems like I may have had one such encounter.

It was a little over twenty years ago.

In my late thirties, the kids were young, we were having fun and living the dream.

Then I had a routine chest X-ray.

It didn’t look normal.

Lots of tests later, my doctors were very concerned and started talking cancer. It looked a lot like lymphoma. (It was.)

We were blown out of the water—kinda like getting the wind knocked out of you.

As you can imagine, we began seeking the Lord for His comfort and guidance.

One Afternoon

I was driving home from work listening to a sermon on the radio.

Pastor Charles Stanley was preaching a fiery message about facing your Goliath.

He kept using a phrase that really touched my heart.

“When you face your Goliath, he said, you gotta have the faith that says:

It’s a done deal.”

In other words, Goliath wasn’t going to take David down.

God had ordained victory over the giant that day, and in this case, David just needed to trust the Lord and know in his heart, “It’s a done deal.”

Tears were flowing.

I was excited and I was confused.

I called my pastor when I got home.

“I think God is giving me a Word—that it’s a done deal—that I’m gonna be okay.”

“But,” I added.

“How do I know it’s a done deal—what if it’s my time? I’d just hate to presume upon the Lord like that.”

Pastor Steve said, “Why not just ask Him.”

We closed the conversation with a prayer.

“Lord,” I said, “if it’s a done deal, and I’m gonna be okay, please let me know somehow.”

The Messenger

The next day, I had an appointment with a specialist at UCSF Medical Center.

Barb and I got in the elevator.

There was a woman standing in front of the control panel.

So I said to the back of her head:

Can you hit five?

She turns around with a look on her face like I just won the lottery, and with a huge smile says:

It’s a done deal!

Her hands were raised, palms up—very expressive.

I was sort of stunned and didn’t know what to think.

My first thought was that she’s crazy—I mean, the overjoyed expression, the excitement in her voice—it had zero connection to the request to hit the button for the fifth floor.

As I’m staring dumbfounded at her way-too-happy face, I instantly remembered the prayer the night before: Lord, please let me know if it’s a done deal.
My mouth fell open, and I sputtered a bunch of entangled words trying to express my bewilderment at the significance of the moment.

Come on, now. Let’s talk about this.

When someone asks you in an elevator, Can you press five, you might say: sure, or okay, but really, you don’t say anything at all, you just hit 5 and keep staring silently forward.

You DEFINITELY do not twirl about, hands extended, beaming with joy and exclaim:

It’s a done deal!

So, yeah.

The doors open and Barb and I exit.

We step out and Barb says: “Wow—felt like electricity in there! What’s going on?”

As we headed down the hall, I told her about the prayer request and that we just had something miraculous happen to us.

A few minutes later, the doctor is going over all the images on the big screen with a terribly serious tone, but all I could think about was what just happened.

I asked the Lord to send me a message, didn’t I?

Is it a done deal?

And the way I see it, God just might have sent a messenger to tell me that it was—indeed, a done deal, and I didn’t have to worry about this particular giant.

And by the way, it’s always a done deal for those in Christ.

To live is Christ and to die is gain (Philippians 1:21).

It’s win-win with Him.

Remember, friends.

We are not alone.

He fills us with His Spirit and surrounds us with His love. He’s given us His Word.

And He sends us help from heaven, even when we’re unaware.

It Is Well with My Soul
Scriptures for further reflection:
Acts 12:7; Dan. 6:22; Ps. 91:11
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