Helpful Man at the Gas Station

Hi Everyone!
The Angels have always been a major part of my spiritual path since birth and beyond. I wrote this blog a while back and it has always been one of my favorite life-changing experiences that happened to me.

A trip to the gas station like no other…

The Angels have many ways they communicate with us on a daily basis.  Some of the messages and signs are more subtle and others are more physical and direct. Over the years, I have had many messages and signs come in from spirit/angels on all levels. From a loud voice inside a car telling me to stop running from my heart, to a large feather gently landing on my leg while inside a restaurant, to a physical presence while walking down the street, and the list goes on.  It’s important that you pay attention in your everyday life for messages and signs from the angels, whether it’s an answer to your question or the presence that you have angels around you. Now, I want to be very clear one way angels appear to deliver messages is in physical form. They will take on physical form for many reasons. One of the more common reasons is to rescue (help) you, sometimes from danger. Others include a more direct link when you have disconnected from Source/God and spirit altogether, but you need help and support.  Many times this is a wake-up call.

In 1992, I felt, I needed a change; I transferred from my job to city that was about two hours from the town where I grew up.  It was one of those moments, I had no idea why I was moving but felt it needed to occur for some reason. I trusted the suggestion and made the move. I was 21 years old and had no idea what direction I wanted to take in life.  My relationship with Source/God and the Angels at that phase of my life was strong for short periods of time, but other times I would disconnect for months and months. I only talked to them when I was in trouble or lost for choice. One thing I knew clearly, I had a higher purpose of awareness than what I was currently doing in my life.  Nevertheless, the how seemed out of my reach, which made me feel lost in the suggestion of my destiny.  I was hoping that move was going to help me find it.

On the second day of being in a new city where I knew no one, it felt a little lonely, but I was excited about the adventure ahead of me. I decided to take a drive and explore the city. I opened the door of my then two door 1980 white Monte Carlo, sat down, and noticed I was almost out of gas.  Lucky for me there was a gas station only about six blocks away. I drove up to the pump at the gas station and filled up my car.

I walked back around to get in my car and realized I had locked my keys in my car. I could not believe it, but sure enough, I could see my keys laying on the passenger’s seat.  Amazing how we do some of the things, we do. However, I always believe things happen for a reason, but back then, I was not so much willing to be aware of that concept. I walked into the gas station asking the attendant if they had a wire hanger because I locked my keys in my car. Luck would have it they had one. Now, this is back in time when cars still had the little round knob as the lock you pushed up and down to lock the door.

As I unwound the wire hanger, my first thought was, “there is no way I’m going to be able to do this task. I don’t even know how to do this”.

I stuck the long wire up under the window frame. With the end of the wire inside the car, it was nowhere near the lock and my patience was nowhere in sight.

I said, “Why today of all days?  I cannot do this, I need some help!”

I gazed around the parking lot of the gas station for someone to help me. It was like one of those movie scenes where it is like a ghost town, and not one person is in sight and you are in disbelief, as to how can this be?   I turn back around to try the wire again.

From out of where, I hear this deep, strong, loving, father-like voice say, “Do you need some help?”

I turned around in amazement and there was a man standing beyond me.  My first thought, where did this person come from?  Just a second ago, there was no one in sight. He was a stocky, average sized man, with shoulder length brown and gray hair. His eyes seem to be so blue they were gray looking, with a sparkle within them.

Again, he said, “Do you need some help?”

Struggling to get the words out and with a slight laugh, I said, “Yes, I think I do.” Then I asked him in amazement, “Where did you come from?” He laughed out the side of his mouth. Then I snapped back into reality to the situation at hand.

“I locked my keys in my car, and I’m trying to use this wire hanger to unlock the door, but it seems pointless because it’s not working,” I said with discouragement. The entire time I talked to this man, I was fixated on his eyes.  They were so bright they almost hurt your physical eyes to look at them.

He said compassionately with his deep gentle voice, “Nothing is impossible.”  His words flowed through my body like a meditative feeling. In addition, the strangest thing happened next (although not so strange to me now). It felt like I was in a dream state. He was still talking but his lips were not moving. I heard him say, “You are not allowing yourself to be who you truly are. Trust in your choices and believe within your heart.” It was like an out of body experience.

Then it was back to the situation at hand.  He said, “May I try?”

I stepped aside. As he took hold of the wire hanger, I looked back toward the parking lot and there still was no one in sight, not one vehicle. Again, I thought, “where did this man come from?”  I only looked away a second and I heard the door opening.

He said, “There you go!” with a cheery voice.

I was amazed and thanked him repeatedly ten times over again.  I put my hand out to shake his and I said, “I’m Eddie, and thank you again!”

He said, “I’m Mike, and you’re welcome!” He handed me the hanger and I leaned over to toss it in the car. When I turned around, he was nowhere in sight. One of those touched by an angel moments or I should say, one of those touched by Archangel Michael moments.

Infinite Love,
Eddie

8 thoughts on “Helpful Man at the Gas Station”

  1. Ellen says:

    WOW…what a beautiful story, Eddie. Thanks for sharing this!

    1. Thank You, Ellen! I’m glad you enjoyed the blog and thank you so much for reading the full blog.

  2. Ann M Godfrey says:

    what a beautiful story. Made me smile as I read it.

    1. Thank you so much for taking time to read and comment on my blog. Glad you enjoyed it. That experience seems like it was only yesterday.

  3. Mary Ellen says:

    Love these types of angel stories! I’ve had experiences like this. They verify our knowing “they” are always around us!

    1. Thank you, Mary Ellen. Yes, they sure are.

  4. Julie says:

    Lovely story thank you. Gave me goose bumps.

    1. Thank you, Julie for reading and commenting on your reaction to the blog. 🙂

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