Pittbull's Failed Attempt to Attack

In 1986 while living in Grand Junction, Colorado, I was walking up a paved path to my apartment with my bicycle when I was suddenly approached by Peppy, a female pittbull at large who quietly walked over to me and around to bite me on my left leg. She snarled as her teeth began to take hold of my leg. I yelled, "Stop, in Jesus' name!!"

She began to bark as she backed away. I continued to rebuke her.

I got inside safe and unharmed but called the authorities who came out shortly afterward. It was told me later that the owners had been in court that same morning over the dog who had bit someone else. But they claimed that the dog was approachable by young kids in the neighborhood and never harmed them. They weren't sure why or how the dog got loose and attacked me who was minding my own business.

But I have been approached by other angry dogs when with my bicycle, but usually when I'm riding it in the street. But the Name of above all names saved me this time. Amen.

However, a week later, a small boy in Denver was killed by a pittbul and it has since become illegal to own such a dog there.

In the Eye of the Hailstorm

Back while living in Denver, Colorado in 1990 when the Post Office was across the street from my apartment complex, I ran off to mail a letter. But on my way out I noticed some unusual-looking textured clouds above me and seemed to sense being warned, hearing the Lord say, "Are you sure you want to go out right now?" I went anyway.

Well, I was only gone a few minutes. As soon as I got just inside the doors of the front entrance of our building, a huge, sideways, white deluge hit. I was inside looking out and watching this. There were other people in the lobby watching with me when I yelled, "I plead the Blood of Jesus!"

I heard a man beside me yell, "Amen!"

Later, it was reported how there was extensive damage to cars and windows, as well as many injuries. But as for our apartment complex, there was none! That storm caused car insurance rates to go up across the State of Colorado for many years, which made it second to New Jersey in high insurance rates.

Cat-at-large Rescued to Safety

Back in 1986 while living in Grand Junction, Colorado, a white young male cat with blue collar, no ID frequented my door. I knew if I fed him, I wouldn't get rid of him. However, he kept coming anyway. So one day I finally took him to the Pound.

For the following few nights or so, I was troubled and didn't sleep well. I have never taken an animal to the Pound for fear of it being euthanized. I was determined that if the cat did not get claimed, I would adopt him. His number was 206 if I wanted him.

Well, a few days later I had a dream of encountering the woman from the Pound on the street somewhere downtown, and her telling me that the owner came and picked up the cat. Two weeks later the dream was confirmed and I did encounter the woman from the Pound somewhere in town. She recognized me and told me that a young woman on a bicycle with a cage on the back, came to claim her cat. The Pound employee told the owner that her cat was turned in by a very concerned lady. She advised the owner to keep better tabs on her cat.

I later heard from someone in the neighborhood that the cat had been getting mistreated by some people in the area. So, taking the cat to the Pound may have saved his life. I believed I was being led by the Holy Spirit to take the cat in even though I didn't realize it then, and that God revealed to me in a dream that my action was not in vain. He also cared enough for the cat to save him from his abusers.

Spared from Car Accidents in Denver

1. On Hwy 6 as it turned into 6th Avenue, approaching Santa Fe Drive in Denver coming home from completing a graveyard shift: All to my surprise, I screamed "I am a tither!" as I was speedily approaching a car that I had no idea was stopped. I managed to stop just short of hitting the other car.

Now I will no longer work a third shift because it might land me or someone else in the graveyard.

2. Feeling somehow uneasy about driving on the highway to work I decided to have my tires inspected to discover a bulge on the inside before having it blow on Hwy 36 on where I commuted everyday to work.

Meanwhile, around the same time a minister and his family were in an accident caused by a similar thing and he died. A pastor who told this story said he wondered why such a tragedy should have happened. I later told him my story of how I was spared.

3. Avoided truck pulling out from driveway onto busy Colorado Boulevard right in front of me while I was driving with an atheist in the passenger seat. I got around in front of the truck and somehow it seemed as though an angel literally stopped the truck. I had the right of way and had no idea the driver didn't notice me since I was clearly in his view on his left. My passenger nearly had a heart attack. It should have made a believer out of him.

Lesson: It pays to listen to the Holy Spirit and to the inward promptings. Also, be grounded in prayer and in scripture about protection. Psalm 91 is a favorite.

I should not have assumed the truck driver saw me even though it seemed I was clearly noticeable. It might have been an appropriate time to use my horn.