Not Part of the Heavenly Hosts

By Cheryle M. Touchton
The Pocket Full of Quarters Lady

Again I say unto you, That if two of you shall agree on earth as touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven. Matt 18:19 KJV

I was somewhere on I-95 and needed to take a break. I was relieved when I finally saw a rest stop. I noticed Shirlie right away because she looked worried.

“Where are you from?” I asked. Shirlie lived in North Carolina and was on her way to visit her sister.

“She is my only sister left,” Shirlie said. “I thought I needed to go see her.”

“I’m glad you are going,” I encouraged. “My mama just lost her last sister. They were so close. Sister time is precious. Make time for it.”

“My sister is so worried,” she said. “Her six year old grandson was just diagnosed with leukemia.”

“You’re worried too,” I said. “That was what made me stop and talk to you. Do you believe in prayer?”

“I do,” she said.

“May I pray for your family?”

“Absolutely!” She didn’t even know my name or my story yet but we stood in the parking lot of that rest area holding hands and praying for peace for the family and healing for her great-nephew. The power of the Holy Spirit swept through both of us – it was like electricity. When we finished, we were both trembling.

“The Bible says when two agree in prayer, it will be done. We are believing that in faith,” I said and she agreed.

“Who are you?” she asked suddenly.

I knew what she was wondering. When encounters have gotten Holy and intimate so quickly, some have confused these “Divine Encounters” with an “angel encounter.” I’ve actually been asked several times if I was an angel. Even when I denied it, one man wasn’t convinced until he contacted me later via the US Post Office. I guess he figured out angels wouldn’t have a Post Office Box.

I went to laughing and explained what I did and the ministry. I’m pretty sure she was relieved. We had both felt the presence of the Holy Spirit and believe me, she was already weak kneed enough without finding out I was part of the Heavenly Host. I’ve come to expect that kind of power in prayer but it still rocks me every time.

It turns out that we had a lot in common. She was saved. I am saved. We had both grown up Southern Baptist and raised our children in church. She was a widow but like me, she adored her husband. We swapped contact information and she invited me to stay at her home any time.

I have a new friend. I will visit Shirlie and we will go evangelizing together. I also believe her sister’s grandson will be healed. Do you agree with me in prayer about that?


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