Single Lady’s Moving Angels!
by Luana Middleton Broomfield, CO
March 2024
I had spent the last four years of my retirement helping my 95-year-old mother, who was on oxygen and had slight dementia. Along with my mother, I was also helping my 73-year-old, deaf diabetic sister in the beginning stages of Alzheimer’s. The two of them lived together, and I lived approximately two miles from them. I would stop by and take care of bills, doctor’s appointments, home repairs, and everything that needed to be done. As time went on, it appeared that more and more problems kept coming up with their health issues. I was in continual prayer about their situation, asking God to help me, help them.
My mother would not go into an assisted living facility, and I tried to honor her wishes. As things became more complicated, I continued to pray. One day, I sensed God telling me to sell my place and move in with them. I wasn’t quite sure about this, because I didn’t have a real close relationship with my mom.
In my flesh, I would not have considered this an option, but it was the peace I had that made me know it was from God. So, without wasting any time, I started packing and selling things.
Through this whole process, God had his hand on everything. People were buying my things quicker than I imagined. I had three large items left and believed they would be hard to sell. A broken and heavy roll top desk, an extremely large and awkward filing cabinet, and a TV stand with a fireplace insert.
A very nice couple, Bob and Ann, answered the ad for the filing cabinet. I was so glad when they came, because they had a trailer. This filing cabinet was a large two-drawer, heavy cabinet. They decided to take it, and I was so thankful.
After Bob finished loading it, I showed him the roll-top desk and the minor repairs it would need. After a convincing sell, they bought that too. I happened to be showing Ann what a great fireplace I had in the TV insert when she said to Bob that she really wanted it. So, it was loaded up along with the other items.
The last three heavy items all went to one couple. Lord, thank you! As they drove off, I wished them well.
My sister and I locked up my condo and returned to Mom's to get her truck, and return to retrieve my bed. At my mom’s, my sister and I jumped into the truck, and turned the key. Dead battery! At this point, I had received a picture on my phone from Ann on the fireplace they bought, and how much she loved where they put it. I told her that it was great and that my sister and I came back to a dead battery.
Ann covered the phone, muffled voices, then, “Bob and I are coming over. He knows how to work on vehicles.” I was so grateful once again. Thank you, Jesus!
In less than 15 minutes, Bob and Ann pulled into our driveway. Bob got right to work cleaning the cables to the truck’s battery, then he put the jumper cables on the battery. It started right up! Another “thank you, Jesus.”
Then he said, “Ok, now let’s go get your bed.”
They followed us back to my condo. Together, we disassembled the bed and loaded it into the truck. We headed back to my mom’s, and we all unloaded the bed and put it together in my new bedroom.
I believe Bob and Ann were like angels sent from God. Not only did they buy the last of my most difficult and heavy pieces, but they fixed our truck, disassembled my bed and reassembled it. I kept thanking God and them.
By the way, Bob is in his 80s!
God showered me with one blessing after another. I realized that when I obeyed Him—moving in with Mom and my sister—God did the heavy work.