Message from the Morning Man: Angela

New Orleans is a city in the USA. It is where most of the French immigrants to the New World settled, and therefore has rich culture, cuisine and citizenry. In recent history, New Orleans has mostly been known for being the city worst hit by hurricane Katrina.

Nobody knows exactly where Angela came from, where she lived, or who her parents were, but in the year 2005, while Hurricane Katrina was ravaging Louisiana's harbour city. Several people in different places were touched, comforted and saved by the same young black girl in a flowery yellow dress, who called herself Angela.

Several patients of the two largest city hospitals have all independently told the same story of how in the midst of all the panic, when the hospital's officials had run off and left the patients to their fate, a young black girl, who looked no older than thirteen, had come into their wards, introduced herself as Angela, and then said the words, "Do not be afraid. I'm here to help you. Please follow me."

She had then proceeded to guide them out of the fast flooding hospitals, through totally dark corridors after the power went out. She kept them in high spirits by making them sing songs like, "Jesus Loves Me", and "Holy Holy Holy". Gary, an accident survivor, and Intensive Care patient of the Charity

Hospital in New Orleans, said, "She even made us sing "Don't worry, be happy". She said 'God loves that song'. So I said, how do you know what songs God likes? And she said, Cos he wants us to sing it right now", that's how. Angela comforted, reassured and guided many terrified, abandoned patients to safety during the city's worst natural disaster, and has never been seen again since.

My friends, God promised us that he would never put us through a test we're not able to withstand. This is why, as soon as your trials begin to exceed your abilities, He sends help. When Sodom was to be destroyed, God sent two angels to guide Lot and his family away from the soon-to-be destroyed city.

At every point during the Israelites' escape from Egypt, God sent an angel before His people, to either lead them, or to remove danger ahead before they got there. When Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were thrown into the furnace, He sent an angel to abate the flames and keep them from harm. How lucky we are to have a Father who never abandons His children!

At Christmas time, Angels are everywhere. On Christmas cards, on wrapping paper, at the top of Christmas trees, and sometimes, right here in our midst. Sometimes, they are sent with messages, and sometimes, they are sent to comfort us, to give us strength, to watch over us, and to balance the battle in our favour.

All week, in celebration of the Christmas season, I have been telling you stories of modern day encounters with Angels. Tomorrow, I will tell you the final story in this series. This is a story that I have only ever told three people on this earth, and one of them is my sister, Jenny. This is in all senses, my most personal story.

The story that explains why, as cynical and sceptical as I usually am, I still have no doubt whatsoever, that God exists, and is working in my favour. Have you ever wondered what happens in people's minds while they are in a coma? Well, tomorrow is Christmas, so as my gift to you, I'll share with you, my most personal story, about what I saw while I was dying.