I will tell you a story that was told to me when I was very young by many a faithful and dear old souls. It was the account of entertaining an angel unaware. This event had been witnessed by several in the community and I heard of it from trusted relatives and elders of our church. God fearing souls that reverenced God, His Word, and His commandments and would not lie for fear of hells fire.
The story, as best I can recall it, began with my great grandparents welcoming a traveling stranger into their home. The strange man knew no one, had no place to stay, and had only the clothes on his back so they lovingly offered him all that they had, which wasn’t much being very poor themselves. They fed him and talked of The Lord over supper. Then they gave him a changing of my great grandfathers clothes, and having children in the other room offered him their own bed. They slept in the living room that night and when morning came all was quiet. Then noon came and still no stirring of the man. The bedroom door was locked and all was quiet inside. My great grandmother fearing the man had died in his sleep sent her husband in to check. What they found when they entered the room puzzled them. The bed had not been slept in, the clothes had not been worn and lay folded on the bed, the room was empty, windows and door locked from the inside, and no one had left the home as they had been in the living room all night.
Baffled at the strange events they wondered who this man might be and what had happened to him. They soon encountered an other townsmen and asked if he had seen the man. He told them, “why yes, he’s down at the river preaching. The whole town is down there listening to him.” They headed to the river to see for themselves and sure enough it was the same man. The man preached and taught about The Lord Jesus Christ to the captivated towns people all day and when evening came he told them it was time for him to depart. Someone offered to fetch a boat to ferry him across the massive river but the man refused, saying it was not necessary. With that, he turned and walked across the river… on the water.
For emphasis and clarity I must say that we live in south central Louisiana where our rivers are miles wide, hundreds of feet deep, tumultuous and swift. No man dare brave their waters without a strong boat and live. So let that paint a visual of what those people saw and experienced that day. It changed many of them profoundly and they carried the story of it to their last breaths.
“Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”- Hebrews 13:2