Sentry on Guard

In 1998, my ex-husband and I were on I-95 in Philadelphia, PA. It was about 10:30 p.m. on a Saturday night. Our car had broken down. We were pulled off onto the side of the road. My ex-husband didn't have any road flares, and the Interstate was dark, except for an occasional streetlight -- which we weren't near -- and the headlights of cars. The car was just sitting there in the darkness.

We were parked near a guardrail, and then there were thick woods on the other side of the guardrail. My ex-husband needed to leave me there -- in case a police officer showed up, so we wouldn't get a ticket for abandoning the car -- while he walked to the nearest exit ramp to call for a tow truck. I was afraid. The dark woods were scary and the interstate was black. The window closest to me was rolled down so very slightly, because I didn't want to open the window all the way with me -- a woman alone in a car -- sitting next to dark woods. The driver's side window was closed, and his door was locked. It was hot and uncomfortable, but you hear all kinds of stories, you know. I was scared.

I prayed. I prayed that God would please watch over me and keep me safe. I prayed that God would watch over my husband and keep him safe, walking the Interstate. I sat there and prayed. I kept praying for comfort.

Then I looked in the rearview mirror. A little distance down the road, in the back of the car, there appeared a figure. It was tall and thin and stood very erect. It had a long bayonet-type weapon or a rifle that it held, resting on its shoulder. The figure was walking back and forth, back and forth, you know, like a sentry on guard duty across the width of the rear of the car -- as if to block the car from oncoming traffic. I looked in the rearview mirror every now and then, and the soldier was still there. I watched the soldier on and off for about an hour, just walking back and forth, back and forth.

Then my ex-husband appeared at the driver's side door, and I didn't see the sentry any more. I asked him if he had seen the sentry, and he hadn't seen anything. We waited together for a short while until the tow truck arrived.

Thank God!

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