The God Who Sees Me

I was partying that night and should not have been on the back of that truck, but he had my bag with my keys, ID, address and my money. So I jumped on the back of the truck as he took off. I was yelling "give me my bag." It was abut 2AM and very dark. He drove about three blocks as I continue to yell "give me my bag." I had not yet excepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I knew of Jesus, but He was not the center of my heart or anything else in my life. Finally he threw my bag out the window of the moving truck and I jumped and rolled on the concrete road, bruising my head, elbow, and angle. I think blacked out for about 30 seconds. A man appeared over me in a black suit and combed back hair. (I don't know why I remembered that so clearly) He looked like he step out of a GQ magazine cover. He looked down at me and asked me if I was okay. I mumble yes. He asked if I wanted to go the hospital. he said "I saw what happen." I answer as I was getting up. "I'll be alright, I need my bag." He walked about three steps and picked up my bag and gave it to me. I said thank you . I was still a little daze as I finally got to my feet. I turned toward him but he was gone. Now, there was no car in the street. I was in the middle of the street. On one side was a park and on the other was a community center building that was closed and locked up. I looked up and down the street and it was completely empty, not a soul in sight. As I looked around again, I knew I was saved by an angel. While I was in sin, Jesus still love me enough to save me. Twenty years later I have travel around the world telling the story of Jesus and his love.

Genesis 16:13 Thereafter, Hagar referred to the Lord, who had spoken to her as "the God who sees me" for she said, "I have seen the one who sees me."

Lord, you are as Hagar says "the God who sees me." That is both a comfort and a caution for you see my tears and sadness, but you also see my pride, contempt, and rebellion. Make me aware of your loving watchful eyes today.