A few years ago, I was sitting in the living room of my home, waiting expectantly for my son-in-law to return with my car, which he had borrowed for a few hours. I heard a car door slam closed, and thought it was probably him. But when he did not come through my door, I assumed it was a neighbor’s.
Maybe 15 minutes later, he knocked, opened my door, and asked if I had noticed a blue car in my driveway facing out. No.
Then he went on to explain that when he returned with my car it was there, so he parked out front, go out and went immediately to the driver’s side of that car and asked if he needed help. The guy said he was having trouble starting his car, then immediately tried it again. And, of course, guess what? It started! And with a beep of his horn took off down the road deeper into the neighborhood. (I lived on a frequently used thru street.)
At that same moment, another man ran out from my back yard through a side gate, taking off in the same direction as the car had gone.
My son-in-law- wondered if I had heard any noise toward the back of my small house where my master bedroom was. Again, no. But I got up immediately to go look. The glass slider was fully open, having been forced, but the would-be thief had been foiled by the “well timed” arrival of my son-in-law. My desk with my laptop on it was in front of the left half of the slider so that I could enjoy the view while working there. THAT is how close and easy it would have been for him to at least grab my computer! The Hand of God in protection was quite clear to us. But the story does not end there.
We called 911. A policeman with an observer was there in minutes, followed soon after by a female investigator with finger printing equipment. With a lot of humor and even laughter, we shared the details of all we knew. The finger print expert could not find finger prints on the slider, but DID find palm prints from where the thief had cupped his hands to shield his eyes from reflected light to peek in and check to see if anyone was visible inside. Not one single print inside my house! It was literally fun to observe all the “coincidental evidence” of God’s Protecting Hand.
The two were never caught, even though they (or possibly also others) had broken into other homes in our area. But again, the story does not end here. We, of course rejoiced, and praised and thanked the Lord for His protective care. Soon though, He also instructed me to write the following words on a 3×5 card and tape it to my slider.
THIS HOUSE IS GOD PROTECTED
YOU DO NOT WANT TO MESS WITH GOD!
I did as the Lord told me, and thought how smart was God! In fact, a couple of days later, while thinking of the other break-ins in the area, including my next door neighbor, I thought what a great idea it would be to suggest to others that they post a similar warning. Surely such a sign would at least give pause to any would-be thief. He would think twice, and probably turn away. But immediately the Lord spoke thus: “THIS IS NOT A GIMMICK. YOU ARE BEING PROTECTED BY GOD!”
Wow! How direct and personal is that!! I still marvel at God’s personal care and protection of one of His children. And how amazing His instruction to tape His 3×5 card warning message to the slider, and then what He said about it! What a treasured memory!
And, consider all the times and ways God has protected each of us without our conscious awareness! Rejoice! PRAISE HIM!
Carole Robinson
A God Listener
03/03/2016
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