An Angel…or More Proof of God’s Love
Yesterday after we got home from the Jon Reddick concert, around 7:30pm a knock came at the door. Before I answered it, I looked out the door window (as I normally do in case I don’t want to open it) but this young man standing there saw me. So I opened the door.
He had a Bible in his hand. I thought, “Mormon” but there was not another. (They go out in twos.)
He told me his name, complimented me on the small 12” x 24” flag we have hanging on the porch by the door (“As for me and my house…” which also has our family name), and then without further words or hesitation opened his Bible and started reading from Matthew 6:25-34, the passage of the Lord Jesus speaking about worry and His provision for us.
I wasn’t quite sure where this was going, but he continued reading, looking at me occasionally.
When he finished ready the lengthy passage, he asked if I had any worries. I told him of my upcoming month ministry trip to Texas June 1, my broken shoulder and a few other concerns.
He then asked if he could pray for me. I said, “Yes.”
He took my hand and prayed a very good prayer. Then he looked up and said he liked our home and our faith.
Before he walked away, I asked him if he liked to read. He said, “Well, the Bible.” So I took that as a “yes” and gave him two of my books, “Back To Jerusalem” and “Morning Place To Be”.
And then he walked away.
Laurie, sitting in the other room, heard it all.
To myself I said, “Was that an angel?!” And thanked the Lord for this young man.
Thank You, Lord. You know all our concerns and do whatever it takes to show Your love for us.
True story.
Steve Martin, Charlotte, North Carolina May 31, 2026
