David Noles was a pastor from a small town church in Alabama, while on his way to visit his sister in Ohio he was forced to stop along the way at a small motel. Later that evening while he was reading he overheard commotion and loud voices from the next room. He assumed that it was only a lovers quarrel and went back to his devotional. A few moments later the noise level in the next room increased and he debated calling the front desk but decided against it because too many people were getting involved in others business these days. Ten minuets later the sounds had grown quieter and David had laid his book on the night stand and shut off the light when the yelling started up again only this time much
louder. David had enough and reached for the phone, just as he lifted it from the receiver there was a loud bang. He couldn’t be sure, but it sounded like a gun. David jumped from
bed, grabbing his robe he wasn’t sure what to do, he wanted to hide under the bed but at the same time he wanted to run for help, however was afraid that he would run into the person with the gun. He finally overcame his hysteria and went to the phone and dialed 911. After completing the call he felt that he was needed in the next room. Despite the danger to his life he left his room and walked the few short feet to the next room’s front door, it was open. He cautiously looked around the door frame to see a young woman sprawled on the floor holding a hand to her stomach. He rushed to her side and knelt down beside her.
“Oh my dear Jesus.”, he said as he inspected the mortal wound. The woman had lost allot of blood and was loosing consciousness. As he looked around the room he noticed that a small crowd had formed just outside the door, “Is anyone here a doctor?”,
no one responded. As he looked into the woman’s pale face he noticed that she couldn’t be more then twenty years old, who would do this to such a young girl? What am I to do? I’m only a small town pastor, I’m not suited to handle this, he thought.
“Pray for her.”, came a voice. David looked around but the voice didn’t come from anyone in the doorway.
Pray for her.
David felt he was loosing his mind, where was this voice coming from? Was it God?
“Lord is that you?”, David said out loud.
Pray for her.
“Lord, this is too much for me. I’m only a simple pastor.”
Pray for her.
His hands and body shaking he placed both hands on the young woman and began praying whatever came to mind, he prayed for healing, he prayed for guidance and he prayed for strength. When he was done he opened his eyes and the young woman was
looking back at him with a smile, “Are you an angel?”
David could not respond he only stared at her lovely face.
The police and paramedics arrived a short while later and took over. They placed the woman into an ambulance drove off. After the police had taken his statement he decided to go to the hospital where the woman was at. After waiting eight hours he was
allowed to go into her room. Her color was good and the doctors said it was a miracle that she didn’t die since the bullet had hit a main artery but it had somehow sealed itself up until they had time to repair it.
As he stood by the side of her bed she slowly opened her eyes and looked with surprise at him, “You were that man that was with me in the room.”
He nodded, “Yes I was, but I’m wondering, why did you think I was an angle?”
“Well, I had just been shot and when I looked at you, your face was all like glowing.”
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