Angels Walk With Me - Softcover

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(from chapter one) As the bus pulled out of the depot for home, I closed my eyes, and tried to shut out Satan's tormenting words, but couldn't. "You'll never do anything for God, you're a deluded woman".

I wanted to stop my ears from those hopeless thoughts! But believing those awful words, I literally shook with cold chills. All the things that were said about me at my home church came back to haunt me too, and I couldn't get any relief from the torment. Again I thought how nice it would be to see an angel. Such thinking seemed foolish, but I was glad for any pleasant thoughts at this moment, no matter how ridiculous they seemed.

Suddenly the bus stopped in the middle of no where. I looked through the window at the lonely stretch of highway. It was still dark out. All the times I'd ridden on the Greyhound bus before, it had never stopped anywhere except at designated places. Straining to see out the window, I saw a peculiar looking man just standing there by the side of the road.

Then a strange and exciting feeling came over me as the bus driver opened the door and the odd looking man climbed the steps and walked down the aisle towards me, God's presence drew very near! As He sat down directly across from me and one seat ahead of me, I couldn't keep from staring at Him. His clothes were drab and worn but appeared to be immaculately clean, and the presence of God was so powerful!

"Could this be an angel?" I thought. "It couldn't be!" At that moment I felt as if something wonderful was about to happen!

But the devils presence was strong too! "Some Angel!" I heard him say. "Just a halfwit that can't drive a car!"

Then the strange man raised His hand, and shaking His finger toward the seat in front of Him, said sharply and with authority, "Satan, the Lord rebuke thee!"

In the unspeakable, radiant beauty of His Presence, time seemed to either stand still or speed by swiftly, and I had no idea how long it had been when the bus stopped again in the middle of no where.

And when He stood up as if to get off, everyone else on the bus appeared to be either asleep or unaware of the whole thing. But suddenly I felt a hand at the base of my neck, forcing my head upward, and then I was looking into a face that shined brighter than the noonday sun! A face completely void of lines and wrinkles that so characterize the faces of men as the result of burdens, worries and hardships of life here on earth! And that brightness beamed down on me and seemed to swallow me up with a warmth from heaven!

It was impossible to tell His age. There was not even a sign of aging. His face was all glory and joy, and as I fixed my eyes upon that face, that same joy penetrated deep into my very being like liquid fire, burning away all sadness and gloom. Then He smiled -------