Shared Email Stories: Angels In The Alley

Diane, a young Christian University student, was home for the summer. She had gone to visit some friends one evening, and the time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than she had planned, and had to walk home alone. But she wasn’t afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God’s protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her; she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the paper that a young girl had been attacked in the same alley, just twenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety, and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.

When the policeman asked him, he answered, “Because she wasn’t alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her.”



To edify, uplift, encourage, and inspire. Part of the online ministry of, and featuring the writing of author Richard. Vincent. Rose.

One thought on “Shared Email Stories: Angels In The Alley

  1. Isabelle, a 16-year-old-girl, had gone to do voluntary work in a retirement house. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn’t afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

    As she was walking back home, Isabelle couldn’t help seeing the face of one of the retired women, a very nice lady who felt very alone because her children were never visiting her. The innocent girl pondered about making a special party for her because she loved pleasing everyone around her. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn’t see a stranger who was hiding in the darkness. Suddenly, a man twice bigger than her threw himself onto her and raped her in the middle of the street.

    Isabelle was terrified. For a moment, she believed it was the last time she was ever breathing. When the man left at last, she managed to walked back home and threw herself into her mother’s arms, in tears and completely terrified. Her parents drove her to the hospital and called the police so they tried to find the rapist.

    The day after, Isabelle was visited by a priest who asked her why she hadn’t prayed before going back home. She was surprised and she asked him if praying could have prevented the rape. He told him that yes, of course: good christians are never raped or attacked. When a woman is raped, it means she didn’t pray enough. Then Isabelle cried, repented and decided to pray every day so if a rapist ever met her again, he would spare her and rape the following passer-by instead. For the rest of her life, Isabelle prayed every evening and was never raped again, even though rape happened to her girlfriends.


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