How would you explain this?

A notable incident after shift last night. Time checked: 12:30 am as I glimpsed on my watch. The route was bound for Boulevard- Sasa – R.Castillo, which I used to ride on a jeepney after work everyday.  As I reached the island/ middle of the road where I need to cross, my heart beat faster and felt dizzy as I saw a ten-wheeler truck with other huge cars. It’s not usual to feel that way though I had past history of fainting due to vertigo.

Then a man, an ordinary looking at his 50s was also about to cross the road with me though we’re distant away. He’s in the pedestrian and I’m not. I was reluctant to cross seeing the big truck’s approaching, but that man motioned and told me, “Tabok..tabok…tabok…” (cross..cross…cross…) His voice seemed reassuring that it’s safe to cross and I didn’t need to worry nor be afraid.

So I crossed. I knew he was following me and thinking I need to say anything like a simple thank you or smile, I turned back. It was just seconds when I couldn’t see him anymore. He was gone. I asked the balot vendor if he noticed the man crossing with me, but he even didn’t see him. I felt goose bump.

Is he possibly be my guardian angel?

As I was about to sleep, (2am) after I prayed, it dawned on me that during my break time in the office (in my workplace) I was declaring Psalms 91 many times, I did not know why, I just wanted to memorize it all over again since the Holy spirit prompted me to do so. The Holy Spirit said, “the enemy wanted to destroy you, hated you, wanted to rob you…”

#power of prayer declaration
#we overcome the enemy by the blood of the Lamb

To God be the glory!


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