A STRANGE OCCURANCE ON AUSTRALIA VOTING DAY MAY 2nd 2025

Today was an ordinary day—or so I thought. I headed out to vote, as I’ve done many times before. The sun was shining; the air was crisp, and a sense of duty filled me as I joined the long crowd outside the polling station, with many people patiently waiting. As I stood there among the crowd, something happened that I still can’t quite explain. An official, an older gentleman who looked to be around seventy, strolled down the line. He was tall, distinguished-looking, with a full head of wavy white hair. His presence was calm, yet there was something about him that made you take notice. He wasn’t speaking to anyone. Just quietly observing as he passed each person. And then he stopped, right at my side. With a gentle tone, he asked, “Are you here to vote?” I said, “Yes, I am,” wondering why he asked? Without another word, he gave me a nod and asked me to follow him. He led me past the entire line, straight through the doors, and into the voting area. No questions. No ID check. No hesitation. Just like that, I was inside, and taken to a table to have my name marked off. Finished later and walking outside, I tried to spot him again. But he was gone. Completely vanished, nowhere to be seen. I kept wondering: Why me? I was the only one in that long line given such favor. No one else was selected. No one else seemed to notice what had just taken place. Puzzled about this, my daughter who was with me simply smiled at me and said with conviction, “you were favored mom, God paved the way.” I’m still bewildered, and if I’m honest. I can’t shake the feeling that the man wasn’t just a kind stranger or a polling official doing his job. I have to wonder … was he an angel?