A story of Devine intervention….on a bike

A friend and I had went out one evening and though we had been drinking, I was fairly sober as it wasn’t one of normal outings which often involve 20 drinks and Chinese food at a restaurant in Chinatown. I was waiting for the streetcar to come and since it was so late (around 3:00 AM), the next streetcar wasn’t coming for a while so I decided I was going to walk to the next streetcar stop until I saw one coming – they’re only a couple of minutes of a walk between each stop.

About 15 minutes of walking later, I found Tim Horton’s, grabbed a tea and continued my walk. Of course, a streetcar had passed by while I was in the store. Another 30 minutes of walking later, almost 3 blocks to my house, I noticed a van that was stopped at the side of the street in which I was walking but by the time I had noticed it, I was really close.

My intuition immediately gave me a feeling through my thoughts and body of danger and this normally doesn’t happen. I’ve walked the streets of Toronto multiple times in the middle of the night and have seen these things but have never had a feeling of danger. Once I had that feeling, the feeling of anger started to boil through my body; I had figured if these guys were going to try to do anything, I needed to build up enough anger inside to be able to explode and fight with fury getting away. I don’t like to get filled with anger but I knew that this was a situation I needed to do this for.

In the midst of trying to build up this anger, I stopped and asked the Universe to protect me from the danger in which was about 20 feet in front of me.

“I know someone can see me, please protect me from the danger I see in front of me. I don’t care what you do, just please help me with this situation.” then I started to build up more anger, clutching one first and sliding my hand in my pocket to adjust my key in my hand to a position in which I could easily stab someone without losing my grip on the key.

Behind me I hear someone chatting – the voice went from faint to clear within a second and as I turn to my left, a man on a bicycle pulled up and said hello. I responded and giggled because at that moment I knew this was my saviour from the danger now 3 feet away from me.

“Hello” I respond.

“Did you call for Uber Bike?” He asked.

I released the key from my death grip, then I laughed quite hard for a moment because Uber Bike….I mean, it’s brilliant but I knew it didn’t exist. “Oh that’s so funny! How did you come up with that one? I love it!”

At this moment, I walked through these two men (one was on the left and one on the right) looking at me with anger.

“THANK YOU!” I said in my mind to whomever was listening and heard my request for protection.

Though I still had three short blocks left of walking to get home, he stayed with me and we chatted about how the city needs to provide more opportunities for people to get home because too many people walk alone in the middle of the night after the bar and it can be dangerous.

As I get to the intersection of the street I was walking on and my street, I said, “Well, this is my stop. Thank you so much for walking with me!”

“You’re very welcome. I’ll be on my way home now, too. Have a great evening.” And he started to bike down the street. The kicker is that the end of my street was a dead end, it only gave you access to the Lakeshore (Hwy) and on top of that, he was going the opposite direction of where he said he lived.

I saw him bike down the street then looked into my hands to confirm I had the right keys in my hand.  Then looked back to him again and I couldn’t see him. He was not on the street and couldn’t have turned down any streets as he had already passed the only other dead end street there. It was also not enough time for him to bike over the highway….he was simply gone.

I stopped moving and looked up into the sky and again thanked whoever it was that brought that man to my side to keep me safe for those couple of moments. How grateful I was! There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that this was an act of a protector – I like to think it was my dad but whoever it was that helped me…

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

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One thought on “A story of Devine intervention….on a bike

  1. Pingback: The Universe is waiting to help you! Here’s how it helped me today. | Simple Little Sparks

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