U r not Alone

A girl went to a party and she ended up
staying longer than planned, and had to
walk home alone. She wasn't afraid
because it was a small town and she
lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm
trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe
from harm and danger.

When she reached the alley,which wasa
short cut to her house, she decided
take
it.However, halfway down the alley she
noticed a man standing at the end as
though he were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray,
asking for God's protection. Instantly
a comforting feeling of quietness and
security wrapped round her, she felt as
though someone was walkng with her.When
she reached the end of the alley, she
walked right past the man and arrived
home safely.

The following day, she read in the
newspaper that a young girl had been
raped in the same alley just twenty
minutes after she had been there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and
the fact that it could have been her,
she began to weep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to
help this young woman, she decided to
go to the police station.

She felt she could recognize the man,
so she told them her story.

The police asked her if she would be
willing to look at a lineup to see if
she could identify him. She agreed and
immediately pointed out the man she had
seen in the alley the night before.

When the man was told he had been
identified, he immediately broke down
and confessed. The officer thanked
Diane for her bravery and asked if there was
anything they could do for her.

She asked if they would ask the man one
question. Diane was curious as to why
he had not attacked her. When the
policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she
wasn't alone. She had two tall men
walking on either side of her."

Amazingly, whether you believe or
not,you're never alone. Did you know
that 98% of teenagers will not stand up
for God?

PS: God is always there in your heart
and loves you no matter what "If you
deny me in front of your friends, I
shall deny you in front of my Father