Angels of the Lord

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Story type: Angel
Location: Los Angeles, Ca
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Mon Dec 27 00:16:15 2010

Hello My name is Kristina and I am 25 year old recording artist. When I was 17, I lived in a group home. I ran away twice. The first time I ran away this was the experience I had.

We had over seers and security guards keeping watch around our facility 24/7 being since my group home was more like a boot camp for troubled youth. I was a very wild teenager and a very foolish one.

It was early noon, we were doing chores like we normally did everyday at noon. I was cleaning the hallway and had earned the trust of the over seers so they walked away and left me alone for a few moments. I quietly went into my room and quickly packed a few items for my escape in a small backpack. I slowly edged my way to the emergency exit then booked it. I hopped over the staircase onto the ground a few feet below and took off running. I didn't see anyone chasing me so I kept the steady pace.

I came upon a stop light, in mid Los Angeles near Echo Park. A very rough area of L.A. Considered the Barrio. I knew I had no where to go but I had to find some place safe quick before dark. Thats when the crackheads and crazy people really would start to come out and before the police would search for me since i would be considered a runaway.

A young woman at a stop light around my age saw that I was in distress and sparked a conversation. She was with a an older man who I figured to be her boyfriend. She called herself "Guera" which is white girl in spanglish. and her boyfriend "new york." They both had matching tattoos on their necks with their own names.

I quickly saw a trusting bond and felt immediately drawn to "Guera" She invited me to crash for a night. I thought one night with them and i'll start making phone calls from a pay phone to friends in the morning.

That night at Guera's apartment, we all laughed and smoked a joint. They didnt try anything funny, no weird vibes. Everything seemed to be going as planned. I crashed and i was exhausted. I woke up in the morning to discover Guera was gone. And her boyfriend was in the other room smoking out of a crack pipe. The first thing that came to mind was "Great job! Kris! you put yourself in this situation! now you need to leave!"

So I asked "Where is Guera?" He slyly replied that she had gone to run some errands and wouldn't be back till late tonight. I knew immediately this guy was up to something. The energy changed and I felt an extreme sense of danger. He started asking me inappropriate questions about sex. I knew he was going to try and rape me. I just knew it.

I quickly made an excuse..."hey! i need to make a phone call…i'll be back!" as i began to walk towards the door he stepped in front of me and asked "where do you think you're going?" I said "to make a phone call bro, i'll be back, you want something from the store?" i was gonna make an attempt to book it. but he would not let me pass.

He then cornered me into another room. I walked to the window and pretended to be absolutely unaware of what he was about to do, i wanted to seem fearless. I opened the window and sparked a joint. And i closed my eyes and prayed. "Dear God, if you are real, if you really exist and really love me the way everyone tells me you do will you please save me from being raped, if you do i promise i will quit smoking, drinking and i will change my life around for you."

I'll never forget the next word I heard clear as day. "Okay."

I looked around to see who said it...it sounded like someone was next to me in my ear. So clear, so loud. Sent Shivers in my soul. I looked around to find New York. He wasnt in the room anymore. I looked at my joint and threw it out the window with my bag of weed. I promise you it NEVER hit the floor. As if it vanished. I searched for it with my eyes. Wasnt there.

I turned around and walked toward the door. New Yorks whole demeanor changed. The energy, the air...everything was different. I told him I was going home. He offered to walk me to the train. Something in my spirit told me to allow him to and to keep silent. As we walked he went on and on with crazy babble making no sense, clearly still high. He talked of killing someone with a head butt. He talked about aliens and was completely insane. But I felt peace the entire time.

When we got to the train he stopped me and looked into my eyes and said "I'm gonna tell you the truth, I was gonna rape you back there. But something in your face reminded me of my daughter."

I was completely shocked. I didn't even know how to reply. I was so excited to get the hell away from this lunatic. I walked into the train station knowing I had no money. And a man walked up to me and told me God told him to talk to me. I said I had no money. He handed me enough money to get home. He told me God was going to use me to minister to girls like me, and that God would use my voice to touch other peoples lives.

I went home and sadly I was sent back to the group home until I ran away again and was able to stay with my mother. But this experience would be one of many amazing stories where God sheltered me with His wings. I truly have angels. How could God see such potential in such a young foolish girl? Well He did in me. Now here I am years later, writing for many major artists and a major artist myself over seas. Praise the Lord for His never ending mercy.