Friday, March 29, 2019

Neighborly Yard Sale: An Angel Message

On a recent Saturday morning, I looked out the porch window.  It was the start of a beautiful sun-drenched day.  A soft ocean breeze, beckoned it's time to be up and about.  Confirmation soon came as I watched my nearby neighbor with her one-year-old son, in tow, and her five-year-old daughter, pulling an empty wagon up the street.  The merry little parade marched in tandem, leading me to believe that something was up. 

The next time I happened to look out the window, the trio was returning home with a wagon-full of goodies. They'd hit pay dirt.    A neighborhood yard sale was happening three doors down the street.  

Oh, how I wanted to grab my wallet and do a little browsing, but here's the thing.  I'd recently gone through the house and released a whole lot of stuff, so it didn't make sense to load up with more.  So I resisted the temptation.

A short time later, an angel message came: Go on to the yard sale.  Besides it would be a good chance to meet your neighbors who were having the sale.  It was true I'd been admiring their flowers on my daily walks, but had yet to meet them in all the years we've lived here.   Our paths had never crossed.

I was happy that I followed the angelic advice.  Few people had gathered, and so the husband, wife, daughter and I had a chance to get acquainted.  Plus, I found a lovely angel hat box to store my collection of postcards received from new friends around the world. 
But the best was yet to come.  

As I was walking back home, carrying my prized angel hat box, I was greeted by my neighbor, who unknowingly had sent me on a shopping spree. Crossing the street, she gave me a shout.  "Here, Karen, this is for you!  I bought a surprise box of goodies, and this was inside.  I think it was meant for you."

Amazed by her friendly gesture, I gratefully accepted the Psalm 91:11 rock, giving her a big hug. I could feel layers slipping away.    We've had a lot of history through the years; many opportunities for me to not judge by appearances, and keep seeing the Christ in everyone, including myself. 

But in that instant, something of an angelic nature happened, and our hearts were healed.  I was so thankful that I had followed the angelic guidance to just go to the yard sale.  I got much more than I bargained for in the best of ways.  Now, my Psalm 91 decorative rock sits on the mantle, as a special reminder whenever I look at the clock.  "For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.  Psalm 91:11

 Enjoy your day and listen for the angel messages you receive to brighten your way as well as another's.

Love and blessings,

Rae Karen