Invisible Supernatural Bodyguards

Tonight I went to a new weekly meetup organized by my church community. There I met a kind, shy girl named Anne. We ended up chatting some more after the meetup until fairly late, being almost the last to leave by past 10 p.m. As we exited the building, we noticed a group of hooligans coming up our alleyway. Two young men, seemingly immigrants, who were clearly drunk and were hollering around rather loudly. This triggered Anne’s social anxiety rather badly and she was noticeably starting to panic. I, on the other hand, was almost unusually calm. Without a second thought I offered to accompany her to her bike, which was unfortunately parked in the same direction the hooligans were heading. She gratefully accepted my offer, and I stuck close to her to instinctively offer protection and reassurance, completely ignoring the two men. My focus was solely on getting her safely out of this situation. They even called over to us in their inebriety, trying to get our attention through things like “You two are way too pretty for Salzburg!”, but to me they may as well have been invisible; I couldn’t have cared less about them. I didn’t feel any fear whatsoever—which is very atypical for me. I’m usually not calm at all in a situation like this, which, in retrospect, is fairly intriguing to me. Normally I’d have panicked for sure. Anne, however, was well on the verge of a panic attack. At that moment, out of nowhere, a notion popped into my head that there were actually two ways to get to where she needed to go, and I suggested, “Let’s go back the other way where the hooligans aren’t going.” A stroke of genius that I stand firmly convinced was not my own, but divine inspiration.

So we took the bike and turned around. I had barely taken two steps as I suddenly felt as if I had walked through some kind of invisible, high-energy barrier; a concentration of supernatural power. It was such a strange sensation and immediately messed up my sense of balance. I started reeling as it felt like gravity was suddenly coming from the left, and I preemptively extended an arm towards Anne as I thought I’d stagger against her bike any moment. Somehow she didn’t notice anything at all, despite the fact that I was sure I’d fall against her with my next step. After a few meters, the strange feeling slowly started to subside and I eventually felt normal again, but the experience had certainly left me baffled.

Anyway, my focus quickly shifted back to Anne and I accompanied her to the bus stop where she’d feel safer again. I talked to her some more until my bus arrived and she was calm enough to bike home on her own. As I got on the bus, I suddenly remembered the strange incident earlier. It wasn’t the first time I had been affected in such a way by the spiritual presence of something unseen—the whole ‘sudden misguided sense of gravity’ shebang had already happened before in my life—but certainly never this intensely before. Whenever I asked God about the meaning of it, He’d always respond something along the lines of “You’ll find out eventually”, so I didn’t really expect an explanation this time either. Still, I posed the question to Him: “What was that?”

Nothing could have prepared me for His Response.

“That was the Presence of My Angels.”

… What?

I was absolutely thunderstruck. And I immediately knew that it had to be true, that it was the Truth, because not in a million years would I have thought of that. No way. I was in shock.

At that moment, the earlier scene started playing in my head again, but from a bystander’s point of view. I saw that as we turned around and walked back, there were two extremely bright, white glowing figures behind us; like invisible supernatural bodyguards intimidating the hooligans so they’d leave us alone.

Wow.

Of course I knew, in theory, that God orders His Angels to protect us, but I had never before received the honor of being made so openly, powerfully and unmistakably aware of it.

For He will order His Angels to protect you wherever you go.

Psalm 91:11 (NLT)

And then, at the same time, I realized that it was also the confirmation of something the Lord has repeatedly told me in the past to soothe my worries. See, as a woman in today’s society there are some fears we carry with us when alone at night. Everyone has heard a case of rape or murder of a lone women in a dark alleyway at some time in their life, and many girls are raised by worried mothers telling them to steer clear of certain places and people at night. I’m no exception, and there have been moments in my life where I asked God, “How would You protect me if I got into such a situation?”. And every single time, He would always respond with the following: “Your question is wrong. You don’t need to ask how I Would Rescue you, because I Would not Let that situation happen in the first place.”

Today, I have realized how true His Words were all along.

He will protect those who are His.