A testimony about my literal, Angel.

In the above picture you can see a store that I worked for years ago when I had my 5 story Italian built house on Perry Como Avenue in Canonsburg. Ok so it wasn’t a castle but it was great for me and my kids and the Daycare that I ran for 13 years. I was working for some pretty questionable people that just weren’t running the store correctly as they should. The name changed to Uni Mart after a while. That was either before or after this name I can’t remember.

The manager would make hoagies that the store was famous for, with a cigarette in her mouth and some of the ashes would drop into the hoagies. The working men who came to buy them loved the hoagies and I kept my mouth shut. I also began to notice that the managers brother would knock on the back door where the little office was and she would allow him to take out cartons of cigarettes at a time. It was getting pretty bad. She had me print out cards and cards of lottery numbers for her saying that she would pay for them later that night after I left. I began to feel in my spirit that something was wrong. An old friend of mine called me one day telling me that her husband knew those people and they were bragging about stealing from the store on my shift to make it look as though it were me. I froze when she told me that. She is a very soft spoken, sweet lady and had a nice personality so she was believable, her husband too. In fact he is one of the two men who helped me clean and re-build when my house caught on fire.

I was trying to make up my mind as when to quit working for this store. All of a sudden a tall, new cop from our area came in to the store. He was unusually handsome and had on a Canonsburg Uniform. When I checked him out he looked dead into my eyes, smiled gently and said, “Get out of here soon. Quit this place.” I stopped in my tracks and said “Thank you.” I can’t remember if I asked him to repeat it but I do remember the sentence. Something about him was really odd to me in a nice way. I felt a certain way when he came, gave me the message and left. It threw me off-kilter a bit. I felt like someone was watching over me keeping me safe. I asked a few of my Police friends if they knew him and they said that they never heard of him. I forgot his name after all these years. This was around 2000-ish, 2001. I was friends with a couple of our policemen because one was a Deacon in his church, Dale Mundell, and we’d sit around drinking coffee and talking about the Lord. The other was my Cousin Clarence Dudley in whom I lovingly called “Uncle Clarence” because I lived with his sister’s children for a few months. He loved my cooking and coffee. I miss them. NO ONE heard of this blonde-haired blue-eyed guy yet he had their uniform on.

The day I finally quit:

I stood in the store trying to wait on the customers and the managers’ sister in law had me holed me up in the back room where the office was trying to hold some crazy conversation. I perceived in my spirit that something was wrong. Meanwhile her husband, the managers brother, was stealing my money drop envelope out of the cash register. I caught him trying to put it in his shorts! I told them off, grabbed my purse and left. They begged me to stay. Of course they needed me to stay so that I could get blamed for the envelope. She was paying for her lottery tickets with the money order money and God only knows what else.

I know that Love keeps no record of wrong but this case is not about Love or maybe it really is, but, it is mainly about God’s love and protection. Jehovah Sabaoth, Jehovah Nissi, my Banner and Protection.

I thank God that He sent a messenger to me to warn me of the pending future. I truly believe that this was an Angel, a Messenger Angel, perhaps even Gabriel. If I met Gabriel, he is the sweetest most kind man/angel. I felt love when he was warning me, like someone really cared about me. It wasn’t like “Here’s a really cute guy maybe we can date one day.” It was more like, “Wow does this guy have my back!”

Here are the Observer-Reporter write-ups about my then, manager. I kept them in my Family Bible just to remind me to keep my head to the sky and look to the hills from whence cometh my help. I pray that she and her family are serving the Lord now and that they had repented of wrong doing. The devil really thought he had me in this one. And guess what? Without the intervention of the Lord, he would have. Can you see me trying to explain that one?

New International Version
You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.

New Living Translation
Just open your eyes, and see how the wicked are punished.

English Standard Version
You will only look with your eyes and see the recompense of the wicked.

Berean Standard Bible
You will only see it with your eyes and witness the punishment of the wicked.

King James Bible
Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

New King James Version
Only with your eyes shall you look, And see the reward of the wicked.

New American Standard Bible
You will only look on with your eyes And see the retaliation against the wicked.

NASB 1995
You will only look on with your eyes And see the recompense of the wicked.

NASB 1977
You will only look on with your eyes, And see the recompense of the wicked.

Amplified Bible
You will only [be a spectator as you] look on with your eyes And witness the [divine] repayment of the wicked [as you watch safely from the shelter of the Most High].

Christian Standard Bible
You will only see it with your eyes and witness the punishment of the wicked.

Holman Christian Standard Bible
You will only see it with your eyes and witness the punishment of the wicked.

American Standard Version
Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold, And see the reward of the wicked.

Aramaic Bible in Plain English
But with your eyes alone you shall see the reward of the wicked.

Col 3:25  But he that doeth wrong shall receive for the wrong which he hath done: and there is no respect of persons.

If someone is doing you wrong, have no fear, God sees it and rewards them openly. He will send His Messenger to you as well. Keep your eyes open.

Be blessed and testify!

Essie

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