This is my Grandma Margaret When she was about the age of 25. She told me this true story of what the Lord did for her when she was a young girl working at a bakery. Each morning she had to walk to work alone in the dark, in the big city. She had to be at the bakery at 4:00 am. Down the dark streets she would walk all alone.
On one of those mornings a bad man grabbed her and tried to force her into his car. Grandma resisted him and got away. He drove away and police could not find him. The police walked or drove Grandma to her job for about two weeks. They couldn't keep doing this, so they told her she'd have to walk alone again in the dark. Grandma was so frightened that she prayed and asked the Lord to protect her.
In the morning at her front door a big white fluffy dog was waiting. He walked Grandma to the bakery. When they got to the door of the shop, the dog kept going. Grandma said the dog came every morning, and walked on past the bakery just as the day before. This went on week after week, with each day being the same. The dog was never seen any other time of day. Grandma said she was never afraid with the big white dog walking beside her. When she quit her job, the dog was no longer needed, so he was never again sent to her door. God sent that dog to give a young girl visible and tangible reassurance that she was safe and God was watching over her. I think it's so sweet that God sent a white fluffy one who wagged his tail, so she wouldn't be afraid of the dog or of being grabbed. Grandma said the dog was huge. Whether we can see a dog or not, God is with us where ever we go.
"How great is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you, which you bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in you. In the shelter of your presence you hide them."
Tell His Story This story was first printed on my blog July 2, 2008. I am re-posting it for those who are new to my blog, and also, for Tell His Story. Thank you, Jennifer Dukes. Please visit her blog and be encouraged.