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A shopkeeper in Turkey was left mystified after a tap on his shoulder from a mysterious stranger seemingly saved him from being seriously injured by a passing truck. According to a local media report, the eerie encounter took place in the city of Adana as Serdar Binici'yi was preparing to close his store for the night. However, his normal routine of picking up sale items from outside the shop was decidedly different this time around thanks to a truly strange series of events.

In a video captured by a nearby security camera, an unidentified man can be seen walking down the road toward Binici'yi as he stands in front of his store. When the stranger reaches the shopkeeper, he nonchalantly reaches over, taps him on the shoulder, and keeps walking. Wondering who just touched him, Binici'yi turns around, but only sees a white van rumbling down the street. Suddenly, from the back of the vehicle, a rather sizeable metal grate swings around and narrowly misses the shaken shopkeeper, who ducks at the last minute to avoid being struck.

Upon regaining his bearings, Binici'yi looks up and down the road, ostensibly trying to figure out who had alerted him to the imminent danger, yet there is no one to be found. It was only later, when he looked at the CCTV video of the incident, did the shopkeeper fully comprehend how miraculous the encounter had been. According to Binici'yi, the driver of the van did return to the scene to apologize for nearly smashing into him, but the stranger who tapped his shoulder simply vanished.

While the strange scene is likely just a matter of fortuitous timing, some observers have suggested that Binici'yi may have actually been saved by an angelic being. They point to the casual nature in which the man approached the shopkeeper and how the stranger seemingly had no idea that the van with the loose grate was en route towards them, yet somehow knew to warn Binici'yi. What's your take on the odd encounter? Was it a case of divine intervention or merely a spooky coincidence?
 
Oh, yes I have! One day, it happened twice! I was waiting at a bus stop on a busy street. It had a median with grass to divide the traffic which flowed in two directions, and it was very hot (I lived in Florida at the time) and the bus stop where I was waiting was right in the sun. I had just missed the bus, but was familiar with this particular bus route; I knew that the spot where I stood was nearly at the end of the route, and that the bus that I'd missed would continue on to a mall, loop around and then return down the opposite side of the street. I could either cross the street and wait in the shade for that bus to make the return trip, which would take about twenty minutes, or I could remain where I was for the next scheduled bus, which be along in about ten minutes. I debated about crossing the street because it was rush hour and it would take a few minutes to cross, but I could then rest in the shade, or I could stay where I was and be uncomfortable. I decided to cross, so I did, waiting for a break in traffic to reach the safety of the median, then doing the same for the other side. I had no sooner sat down,when I questioned the wisdom of waiting longer just because I was too hot. I really wanted to get home sooner, so I made the crossing again. Then, I spotted the bus making the turn way up the street, so I once again safely navigated the crossing and sat down in the shade again to wait. That was when a car jumped the sidewalk where I had just been standing! It took a few minutes for me to realize what a very close call I'd had. If I had remained on that corner, I would probably have been badly injured, even killed.

Still shaken from that near miss, I got off the bus at my regular stop and started to cross another busy street. I waited for the light to change, and started across when this woman in a compact car came barreling right through the light. I barely jumped out of range just in time, and she realized her mistake shortly afterward, slamming on her brakes hard and looking mortified. That was twice in one day! My guardian angels must have been working overtime.:coldsweat::innocent:
 
There was a time, quite a while ago now, where some personal unpleasantness had me at my lowest emotional point ever. I was hurt, angry and sad all at the same time. I vacillated between wanting to scream and wanting to cry, between wanting to destroy everything around me to wanting to curl up and die; it was a dark time in my life. I was laying in bed late on a Sunday night/Monday morning. I was too upset to actually fall asleep which I knew would cause issues with going to work the next morning. Things would be even worse once some co-worker looked at me and asked "Dude, you okay?". But I was also too upset to actually care about going to work, or about anything else. I recognized that I was in a dark place but didn't know how to cope with it.

I said to myself, but also out loud “I just don't know what to do”. At that point I heard a voice, not my mind telling me something in my head but an actual voice as if someone were whispering in my ear. Specifically the voice I heard was only in my left ear as if someone were sitting next to my bed and spoke. It said “Yes you do.”

Suddenly I did know what to do. I was self aware enough to know this was something I couldn't handle on my own, at that exact moment I realized that I could pray to God and ask for his help. So I did, I prayed to God. I told God that I was hurting, that I didn't know how to handle the emotional pain and that I couldn't bear this pain without His help.

I'm not sure how to describe it, but there was something like a gust of wind that came swirling through my bedroom. The windows and doors were all closed and this wind didn't seem to be coming from anywhere specific, it was just blowing through the room. It blew across the room to the foot of my bed and then under my blanket. The blanket lifted up off me and the bed and I was surrounded by pleasantly warm air that flowed around me. I got a sensation like I was being held.

When I was little I would sometimes fall asleep somewhere and my Dad would pick me up and carry me to my bed, sometimes I would wake up in his arms, see that I was safe and loved then fall back asleep. That was how it felt within the pocket of wind, I felt safe, loved and protected. After a few seconds the wind stopped, my blanket slowly dropped back into my body and I was surprised to feel that it was cold. I fell asleep almost instantly after that.

The next morning I woke up feeling bright and refreshed despite having had about 4 hours of sleep. I remembered why I was upset, but it didn't make me sad or angry at all. In fact I didn't really even think about it for several days, like I had temporary amnesia for just these specific events in my life. When I did start thinking about things again I was able to process my thoughts calmly and rationally. After several days the pain, anger and sadness returned but it was never as intense and I have been able to deal with it ever since.
 
There was a time, quite a while ago now, where some personal unpleasantness had me at my lowest emotional point ever. I was hurt, angry and sad all at the same time. I vacillated between wanting to scream and wanting to cry, between wanting to destroy everything around me to wanting to curl up and die; it was a dark time in my life. I was laying in bed late on a Sunday night/Monday morning. I was too upset to actually fall asleep which I knew would cause issues with going to work the next morning. Things would be even worse once some co-worker looked at me and asked "Dude, you okay?". But I was also too upset to actually care about going to work, or about anything else. I recognized that I was in a dark place but didn't know how to cope with it.

I said to myself, but also out loud “I just don't know what to do”. At that point I heard a voice, not my mind telling me something in my head but an actual voice as if someone were whispering in my ear. Specifically the voice I heard was only in my left ear as if someone were sitting next to my bed and spoke. It said “Yes you do.”

Suddenly I did know what to do. I was self aware enough to know this was something I couldn't handle on my own, at that exact moment I realized that I could pray to God and ask for his help. So I did, I prayed to God. I told God that I was hurting, that I didn't know how to handle the emotional pain and that I couldn't bear this pain without His help.

I'm not sure how to describe it, but there was something like a gust of wind that came swirling through my bedroom. The windows and doors were all closed and this wind didn't seem to be coming from anywhere specific, it was just blowing through the room. It blew across the room to the foot of my bed and then under my blanket. The blanket lifted up off me and the bed and I was surrounded by pleasantly warm air that flowed around me. I got a sensation like I was being held.

When I was little I would sometimes fall asleep somewhere and my Dad would pick me up and carry me to my bed, sometimes I would wake up in his arms, see that I was safe and loved then fall back asleep. That was how it felt within the pocket of wind, I felt safe, loved and protected. After a few seconds the wind stopped, my blanket slowly dropped back into my body and I was surprised to feel that it was cold. I fell asleep almost instantly after that.

The next morning I woke up feeling bright and refreshed despite having had about 4 hours of sleep. I remembered why I was upset, but it didn't make me sad or angry at all. In fact I didn't really even think about it for several days, like I had temporary amnesia for just these specific events in my life. When I did start thinking about things again I was able to process my thoughts calmly and rationally. After several days the pain, anger and sadness returned but it was never as intense and I have been able to deal with it ever since.
Steve, I think you skipped the middle man and had a direct God intervention. What a very, very wonderful story, and I thank you so much for sharing such a personal event with us.
 
Oh, yes I have! One day, it happened twice! I was waiting at a bus stop on a busy street. It had a median with grass to divide the traffic which flowed in two directions, and it was very hot (I lived in Florida at the time) and the bus stop where I was waiting was right in the sun. I had just missed the bus, but was familiar with this particular bus route; I knew that the spot where I stood was nearly at the end of the route, and that the bus that I'd missed would continue on to a mall, loop around and then return down the opposite side of the street. I could either cross the street and wait in the shade for that bus to make the return trip, which would take about twenty minutes, or I could remain where I was for the next scheduled bus, which be along in about ten minutes. I debated about crossing the street because it was rush hour and it would take a few minutes to cross, but I could then rest in the shade, or I could stay where I was and be uncomfortable. I decided to cross, so I did, waiting for a break in traffic to reach the safety of the median, then doing the same for the other side. I had no sooner sat down,when I questioned the wisdom of waiting longer just because I was too hot. I really wanted to get home sooner, so I made the crossing again. Then, I spotted the bus making the turn way up the street, so I once again safely navigated the crossing and sat down in the shade again to wait. That was when a car jumped the sidewalk where I had just been standing! It took a few minutes for me to realize what a very close call I'd had. If I had remained on that corner, I would probably have been badly injured, even killed.

Still shaken from that near miss, I got off the bus at my regular stop and started to cross another busy street. I waited for the light to change, and started across when this woman in a compact car came barreling right through the light. I barely jumped out of range just in time, and she realized her mistake shortly afterward, slamming on her brakes hard and looking mortified. That was twice in one day! My guardian angels must have been working overtime.:coldsweat::innocent:
Garnet, you were keeping those angels busy! Thank you as well for sharing! These kind of stories we many times hesitate to share so for all of you doing so, thank you. You give us a gift by the telling of it.
 
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Garnet, you were keeping those angels busy! Thank you as well for sharing! These kind of stories we many times hesitate to share so for all of you doing so, thank you. You give us a gift by the telling of it.
I only ever told my husband about that day, because I still get chills thinking about it.