Do you believe in Angels? I do. They play a leading part in the story of my life. One of my favorite bands is the contemporary rock group “Train”. They released the song “Calling All Angels” on their album, titled “My Private Nation”. Today, I had yet another encounter with Angels, the real ones. Some may know them as guardian angels. If you know me well, you know that I had a terrible high speed accident at age 16 while driving home from summer school. I have shared since that day that there is no doubt in my mind that the Lord is indeed watching over me, and that He constantly has His angels surrounding me. Angels are scriptural, just look up Colossians 1:16 for more detail.
Last night I had been confrontational with my youngest son over homework. When it came time for him to go to bed, he pulled out the guardian angel prayer he made at our church’s faith formation program, and he asked me to pray it with him. We have never prayed this specific prayer together.
Today’s encounter with Angels found me finishing the preparation for my basement remodel. The space is unfinished, and I am finally ready to greet the drywall contractor tomorrow morning. It’s an exciting time, because once the space is done, I will finally have my recording studio setup in a permanent home. I’m a planner, and wanted to make sure that I have enough wired internet and cable outlets throughout the new space. It’s much easier to run cable before the walls are covered in sheetrock! I take my cordless drill and place a new hole right next to the low voltage holes my electrician installed this past weekend. I run my cat5 cable through the hole and across the basement to my router location. No problem. I return to the outside of the home, and as I am drilling my second hole, I receive a brief sensation of resistance and then a loud bang, flash of light, and the smell of burning material. I had drilled into the 240 Amp line that supplies all the electricity for my home.
I was stunned and scared, but was physically okay. My wife works from home, and she heard the explosion and came rushing out to see that I was alright. My dad was standing next to me during this entire thing. The loud bang and pop came from the 200 Amp exterior breaker mounted on the wall next to me. I called my electrician, Jerry, who came rushing across town to get the situation inspected and repaired. When he arrived here, he was stunned to see that he had also grazed the plastic sheath on the main line (remember, I drilled my holes right next to his). After he patched everything up, we both talked for a little while about how blessed we are to not have been killed by our actions. My drill bit went across the hot and the neutral wires. Here is a picture of the melted drill bit…
Jerry’s drill had just opened up the insulation and grazed one of the cables. If our drill bit was 1\4 inch lower, the results could have been fatal. If I had caught the cable through a different part of it’s winding, the results could have been catastrophic. There are more “If’s” than I am even aware of, all could have led me to great injury, death, or my home catching on fire, but not today. The Lord, and His Angels, all had by back.
The Lord is kind and merciful. Angels are real. I am blessed.
Where have you seen Angels working in your life?