God Sees Me

Looking back this is probably the first time I realized angels were real.

 Mom, Dad, my baby sister and I were having a supper picnic at the beach in La Jolla, CA. I was around 7 and had a little pail to collect shells with. I was told not to go far and stay clear of the water because the tide was coming in.

I didn’t know what a tide was but loved collecting shells and looking for strange creatures on the beach and in the shallows. I don’t know how far I went but wandered further into the water to get an interesting looking shell that was under the water. I leaned over to get it. When I raised up the water was over my head and I didn’t know how to swim.

Suddenly I felt myself being pulled up by the hair and a man carried me to the beach beyond the water. He said, “Go back to your parents and do what you’re told!”   I looked back. The man was gone. The beach and the water were deserted. I went back to where my parents were wondering how that man could just disappear so quick.

They had gathered up the picnic stuff and were by the stairs that go up out of the beach. The place where we had had our picnic was now under water and they were calling me. When they saw me they breathed a sign of relief and fussed at me for not doing what I was told. When I tried to tell them about the man they didn’t believe me.

God  flung the stars into space and made the roaring sea

Yet HE looked down from heaven and saw just ME!

I don’t know why I am so important to Him. He has rescued me so many times from injury and death. I am filled with awe and wonder that He pays so much attention to a nobody such as me.