EDITOR’S NOTE: The Times Free Press is continuing a series of stories from readers about life experiences they attribute to divine intervention. We’ll publish another each week as your stories continue to arrive. If you have a God Thing to share, email Life@timesfreepress.com, or mail to Life Department, Chattanooga Times Free Press, 400 E. 11th St., Chattanooga, TN 37403.
This week, Joan Trantham of Whitwell, Tennessee, describes an encounter that led her to believe there are angels among us.
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My story is not dramatic, outstanding, nor of importance to anyone else, but I would like to share an event that has meant a lot to me over the years.
On a foggy morning several years ago, I drove to work at a shop in Jasper, Tennessee, hopped out of the car, unlocked the store door, entered, completed my day’s work and went back out the door to head for home. I put the key in the ignition, pressed the accelerator, nothing. Guess what? At that time, automobile makers had not perfected that wonderful option of having a beep sound when you removed the key before turning the headlights off.