It's that time of the year again. We are busy with buying gifts, making plans for the holidays... I thought it would be nice to have a thread where
everyone can share their Christmas miracle stories. 'I believe in angels' as the song goes, and I certainly believe in miracles. Please allow me to
get the ball rolling by starting off and sharing my story.
This happened 8 years ago. It was the 21st of December, and I was living and working in China at the time as an English teacher at a private school. I
had just finished work (I was teaching kindergarten) and was heading home. I had my hands full of 4 bags of Christmas decorations that I used to
decorate my classroom, and since it was the last day of school, I had taken them off to put on my tree with the other ornaments at home, and put the
rest away. I was walking up to the main road when a slight drizzle turned into a rain storm, and I found myself soaking wet, walking on the main road,
hands full of bags, and no cars, let alone taxis in sight. And I was freezing, and tired.
I started praying in my mind that a car, not just taxi, but any car would please come up on this road and take me home. Because of the storm, there
were no cars in sight. I suddenly too exhausted from carrying the bags, dropped them, and stopped walking.
I kept praying for help and even asking my guardian angels for help ,since I was so cold, and now the rain was turning into ice stones, when out of
nowhere a taxi appeared, right about 5 m 's in front of me, and made a u-turn and stopped in front of me. The driver opened the door for me from the
inside and I stepped in.
This is where things got strange and marvelous at the same time. Now according to Chinese law a foreigner cannot drive in Qingdao, only Chinese can,
and I have had many American/Canadian/Australian friends of mine complain about this, but it's the law, so we all took taxis.
The strangest part was that when I got in the car, the driver was not Chinese! He looked western! And when I sat in the taxi and shut the door, he
turned back to me and gave me a wink. I said thank you and told him where I wanted to go after my shock wore off, and when he took me home, he didn't
accept money from me.
Now I have to say,that the moment I sat in that taxi, that I had the weirdest tingling feeling, and the driver seemed so familiar to me, even though I
know that a foreigner never would have taken a taxi job in Qingdao, foreigners work as teachers there, or at companies, but never as a taxi driver. If
you have lived in China you know how poorly they get paid, it's just not an option for a westerner.
I couldn't shake the feeling of how familiar he felt, and how safe I felt whilst in that taxi. I knew right away, that this was no ordinary driver,
and he knew that I knew, and it was alright.
I thanked him over and over before leaving the car, and he kept telling me that he was only helping me, and doing his job. I went home feeling
blessed, and so glad, and just so much love!
A couple of days later when I traveled home to see my family for Christmas, they agreed, that it must have been one of my guardian angels who helped
Now it's your turn. Please share your Christmas miracles. I'd love to read them.
edit on 7/12/2013 by Rainbowresidue because: