So short story, all true. I grilled her for details from multiple angles. She is prone to hyperbole, but not on stuff like this. I'll put in as an independant post if you think worthy.

So my Mom worked for a national church headquarters in Louisville, and they would send her to churches all over the US to do lectures, training, studies, etc. with the church staff.

So one day they sent her to Detroit. She got her rental at the airport and off she went. In fairly short order she got hopelessly lost (age of the flip phone, no GPS but garmond, and didn't have one.)

She didn't see any windows not boarded up, and not a white person in sight (not saying anything, just stating fact). Burned out buildings... about everything you are told about the bad side of Detroit is where she was.

"That's it Lord, this is where I'm gonna die," she thought to herself.

So the neighborhood gets worse and worse until she comes to a stop and is deciding how to turn around, go back. Her window was slightly down and she hears a voice say, Hey little mama, your not supposed to be here."

This big black dude with open shirt and gold chains and such comes up to the car and opens the passenger door. She realized she'd been going around the neighborhood w/o locking the doors (manual locks, again, this was a bit ago), Now, I'm not saying my mom is the dullest tool in the shed, but she really screwed up on basic security on this one.

He waived to a few guys while getting into the front seat and three more piled in the back seat. "Drive, turn left here," he told her. She started to drive and thought, this is it, their gonna find my body in a warehouse somewhere.

He flipped on the radio, something obnoxious, she didn't remember what. They rolled down the windows and were all hanging out of the car being obnoxious, waving and shouting to everyone they passed. Literally the stereotypical stuff, ("Yo homie wassap!")

Once in a while the guy in front would slide back in and say "turn left here" or "at the stop turn right".

Eventually the neighborhoods had less trash on the streets, windows not boarded up, and more people out walking. She started to recognize street signs and landmarks. Soon they were on the highway back to the airport.

On a long straight stretch with hardly anyone else around he told her to pull over. As they got out he looked at my mom and said, "you aren't supposed to be here. Don't come back here." He got out and all four started walking the way they came.

Mom was so shaken up it took her a second to realize she hadn't thanked them. She looked in the rear view. She looked in the side mirrors. She turned around, then she got out to look. They were gone. No place they could have gone or hid.

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Long story short, there is more going on in heaven and earth than we may ever know. Pray for each other, pray for the angels, and pray for God's will be done. It is real and faith and prayer moves mountains.