By Ivia Ward
I would like to say a few words to the young man that demanded me to buy him some gas at an area gas station a couple of weeks back. You was so rude and demanding. You followed me from my car parked at the gas pump, came inside the store, watched me as I paid for my gas.
While I was rushing to get inside of the store, you walked foot-to-foot behind me saying “Did you hear what I said? Buy me some gas.” I am 91 years old. I had no idea who you was. You came inside and watched me, but what you didn’t know God had an Angel inside the store . . . a young man who helped!
He stepped up and told me not to worry that he wouldn’t let nothing happen to me and he would go to my car, pump my gas, and see that I got off safe. I would like to say thanks to that young man for helping me to get away. I could see the man that was threatening me – just waiting for me to come out, BUT GOD’S ANGEL WAS WITH ME.Thank you, my Angel, whoever you are. I didn’t get your name, but thank you.
I will say this to the bad fellow: “Be careful. I am a King’s Kid. God is my keeper. You are skating on thin ice and don’t know it. You have heaped fire coals on your head, for you have messed with God’s Chosen. I am one of the Chosen.”
