Ive had a few paranormal and unexplained occurances. I would never make up a story just to see it published. Here is a true story that I believe I have met my Guardian Angel and feel to share it with the world.
I know nobody is perfect. I started dating my now husband when I was 16, he was 15 back in '97'. I got pregnant shortly afterwards and from there we started our family having 3 kids. In the winter of 2005 we were having some major issues in our relationship and we both started to cheat on each other.
My affair got so deep that I literally felt deep in water. I was at the point to where I didn't want the extra stress, the back in forth stuff. I just wanted things back to the way they used to be. I WANTED MY FAMILY BACK, but I knew I was in neck deep with this other guy.
One night me and my kids'father got into a physical altercation, which lead outside. It was about 3am. We live in a highly violent city of everything you can think of happening here. Id NEVER dare to be out late at night, but I had no choice then.
I walked wherever my feet took me that night which happened to be at a church around the corner of my house. I was talking to God the whole walk crying to him and pleading my heart out. I was telling him I was tired of this lifestyle. I want out of the affair and my family back because I know my husband was my soulmate, the 1 HE put here for me, and I messed up bad.
I walked up to the top of the stairs. There was about 8-10 stairs and I remember distinctivly hearing no traffic, or seeing NOBODY out that night. I had my arms on my knees with my heade buried in them still crying and talking to God. The next thing I knew was I heard a calm man's voice saying,"Are you ok?" I looked up and he was well dressed from head to toe. He was a black man with a mustache and gotee that connected together. He had black sunglasses on and a black dress coat. He also had a black hat on, balck dress pants (I could see the crease in his pants) and shiny gator style shoes. He was beautiful, but where I'm from I thought he was a 'pimp'.
I didn't feel threatened, but I was scared, so I started saying, "You stay away from me. I don't know you, STAY AWAY, STAY AWAY, STAY AWAY!" I started praying that he wouldn't hurt me. He stood in the road under a street light right next to the crub. He NEVER once moved. He continued to say, as my head was back in my arms, still crying, "Everything is going to be ok. It will be ok."
I looked up after a few seconds and the man was gone. I didn't see him walking down any alleys,roads,or the street. I got up yelling, "Where did you go? Where are you at?!" By this time I walked back home really fast.
I now know that he was a sign from God assuring me that we will be ok. 6 years later my husband and I have rebuilt back our trust and are married. I have never seen this man again, but I do believe God answered me that night in my desparate time of need... When I really talked from my heart to him.