“Undercover angels” are the regular people that seem to be in just the right place at just the right time to help you out. Right off I think of the sweet woman that helped me about 8 years ago. I had two children under 2, and my car ran out of gas. I was only a mile or so from home, but I had two babies. I also did not have a cell phone. (For the record the gas gauge was broken.) She was instantly there and gave me a ride home.
The reason I ask is because tonight I felt God use me. I was at Wal-Mart checking out. The store is packed, and suddenly this man runs up to me to ask if I have seen a little boy. Why he picked me is the God thing. There were literally 100 other people around including store clerks. I said no, and he instantly ran off. He was frantic. I told the clerk. They called their “Code Adam”, but didn’t seem too concerned. I went to my car. I parked in one of the far lanes from the door. As I am pulling out I see a little boy in the back of a truck looking pretty scared. He was wearing a red shirt (I had found that out from a clerk earlier.) I didn’t want to scare him, so I went and got one of the clerks in the garden area to call his dad. Sure enough it was him. I left, but as I was driving home I thought about undercover angels. I thought about how that dad randomly out of a hundred or so people asked me. I wasn’t near a door. I didn’t work there. I don’t even think I looked particularly approachable. I think it was God. I think I was just used. I’m glad God is able to use me even in everyday little things.