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July-September, 2019

Angels to the Rescue

by Tacey Reese, Ministerial Candidate

The day started out calmly enough. I was riding with a friend, Leslie, to visit some friends of hers at their vacation cabin in the mountains above the Buffalo River here in Arkansas. It was early Spring and the trees were just starting to green out and the mountains were coming back to life after a long winter sleep. We talked as we drove, sipping coffee and enjoying the peacefulness of the rural countryside. Little did we know how dramatically the day would change in just a few hours.

We arrived at Melissa and Gwen’s cabin shortly before noon and sat down to a scrumptious lunch of home-raised ham and salad. I was enjoying getting to know these two women. They both worked as ER nurses and had lots of stories to share. I didn’t know then how fortunate we would be later to have an experienced nurse at hand.

The atmosphere was comfortable and lively and we all enjoyed our meal and conversation. After lunch, we walked around their property, seeing the sights. Grapevines starting to bud, the apple orchard, an enchanted forest grove in the far pasture where you were fairly certain fairies must come to play just because of the magic that hung over that secluded, private place.

Melissa and Gwen had brought their horses with them and it was decided we would take a horse and buggy ride. What fun, I thought! I had experience in riding astride when I was younger but had never been in a horse-drawn carriage. A draft mare named Bella was chosen to pull the buggy and then Gwen picked out another horse to ride astride as there was only room for three of us in the buggy. We piled in and set out for the river, clip-clop, clip-clop, a gentle breeze blowing and the sun shining brightly in a blue sky.

How much more perfect could a day in the country get? Just as that thought crossed my mind, Bella spooked and started bucking a little. I wasn’t alarmed at first. After all, Melissa was an experienced horsewoman and she had the reins. But Bella was not responding to the reins nor to commands. She suddenly started galloping full speed down the mountain. We were on a narrow gravel road with large rocks lining one side and a steep drop-off down the side of the mountain on the other.

By now the buggy was bearing down on Bella as she kept galloping faster and faster down the mountainside. She started rearing, then kicking the buggy. I could hear Gwen yelling behind us as she tried to keep up, “Rein her in!” I saw Melissa hand one rein to Leslie and now they were each using both hands to try to rein Bella in. But Bella was having none of it. I saw her hooves flash in front of my face as she continued kicking at the buggy. I drew back and realized she had kicked both of my buggy companions already.

We were careening down the gravel road now and the buggy itself was starting to fall apart from Bella kicking it. It was obvious this situation was not going to end well. I felt terrified and totally helpless. At least Melissa and Leslie were doing something even if it wasn’t working. I wanted to take action but I had no idea what to do. I moved into panic.

I wondered if we should take our chances and jump out of the buggy but that didn’t seem wise with all the big rocks along the road, or the possibility of tumbling down a jagged mountainside. Then I heard, “Call on your angels.” It wasn’t an external voice. It was an internal one.

So I said, “Angels, thank you so much for enfolding your wings around us and protecting us from further harm.” That’s when the miracle occurred. I suddenly felt totally peaceful and accepting of the situation and the outcome.

Now, we’re still flying down the mountain road and Bella is kicking the buggy apart and my friends are screaming and cursing (Leslie would later call it her F-it prayer which made us all laugh) and Gwen is galloping to catch up to us and I can hear her yelling too.

I’m totally still and perched on the buggy seat (there’s no longer a front board between us and Bella), hanging on for dear life, and somehow I know that everything is okay, that there is nothing I can do in this situation and that that’s okay too. As strange as it sounds, it may have been the most peaceful I’ve ever felt. Peaceful and certain. I was absolutely certain that no matter what happened, all was well. The thought did cross my mind that was an odd way to feel considering that it appeared we were heading for certain disaster, yet the feeling was so overpowering there was no way my mind could argue with it. I surrendered to the peace of God.

Next thing I know I’m flying through the air and I hear the internal voice again. “Hold your head up.” I do and then I hit the ground. I would have landed face down if I had not been given that instruction, and broken my glasses for sure and maybe worse.

I’m breathless and can’t speak because the wind has been knocked out of me but I can move gingerly so I look around to find my friends. All three of us had been thrown out and landed close together in a six foot area on the roadside where there were no rocks. We’re covered in mud, Melissa’s glasses are broken and she and Leslie have obvious leg injuries but we’re all alive! Bella had broken free somehow and she was out of sight although we could still hear her galloping down the road.

Gwen came running up, checked us all out, got back on her horse and retrieved Bella, then went for a vehicle to pick us up. She took us back to the cabin where she pulled out a top notch first aid kit and attended to our wounds. We were hours away from a hospital. Gwen saw the entire accident and couldn’t believe that we were not hurt more badly or killed. The buggy was totaled but Bella was unharmed (we never knew what spooked her) and we suffered no broken bones. Later I would find out that I had dislocated my collarbone and bruised my liver but I was in absolutely no physical pain at the time.

I know the angels saved us from further harm. I recalled these lines from A Course in Miracles: W-Epilogue.6:6-8, “You do not walk alone. God’s angels hover near and all about. His Love surrounds you, and of this be sure: that I will never leave you comfortless.” I experienced the truth of these words that day.

Those moments of peaceful transcendence are priceless to me and I recognize the metaphor for our lives. When we let go and trust and allow ourselves to be at peace and know that all is well no matter the appearance, we thrive and grow and embody more fully who we really are. God’s Precious Child.

Thank you, Angels. Thank you, Brother Jesus. And thank you, God.

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