Indeed! For many years I doubted that until one Christmas Eve when my car was stuck in deep snow. It was a blizzard and my then 16 yr old daughter said she was going out to have a snowball fight with some friends. At the time of her announcement, the snow was falling lightly. It wasn't even that cold and, like many teens, she doffed heavy clothes in favor of blue jeans, a sweatshirt and gloves. 1/2 hour - 1 hour passed. The storm turned ugly and blizzard conditions set in. She had been gone 1 1/2 hours and the snow was falling at 3"/hr. I shouted out the front door but there was no one. In total panic, I jumped into my 15 y/o Volvo and set off in search of her. The car was front wheel drive. Once I reached the main road, the car was pointing uphill and the tires were spinning in place. Abject fear set in. I began to pray and asked my guardian angel for assistance. Immediately I noticed lights up ahead. Slowly they made their way in my direction. It was a plow! As it passed, I was able to maneuver the car to the opposite side of the road and progress uphill. Total white out conditions prevailed. I passed the street where my daughter's friend resided. There were some people walking down the road, one of which resembled my daughter. I opened the window and shouted her name! Slowly they approached the car but it was not my daughter and they had not seen her.
It was now late and darkness was setting in. Slowly I maneuvered the car around and turned back towards home. Our street had not been plowed and the snow totally emcompassed the tires of the car. I crept slowly towards home, the car fishtailing all the way. Reaching the driveway, I realized it was impassable and began shoveling a path. The snow continued unabated swirling around me and the car while the darkness settled in. Fear held me in its grip - where was my daughter. I asked my guardian angel to please send her home. Tears froze on my cheeks as I battled the accumulating snow with a cheap shovel. For some inexplicable reason, I glanced off down the road. A figure moved towards me, advancing slowly through the thick snow. I squinted, hoping to better identify it. As it progressed closer, I recognized my daughter. I dropped the shovel, ran and embraced her, my heart beating out of control with more tears freezing on my face.
Our guardian angels are there to assist us. All we need do is call on them; but we must remember that they are in service to our Lord. They cannot change His will. Over the years, I have come to appreciate the assistance of my guardian angel and thank God for it's presence in my life.