Hi,
I was just curious if anyone had a experience with a heavenly angel? I think I did, here is my story:

A few years ago we moved into our current house and I was preparing to go into the hospital the following month. There was so much I wanted to get do with the house before hand and I knew I would have to do it myself. I also knew it wasn't going to be easy because of pain and my ill health.

The place needed to be primed and painted, so I went to work on it. I often prayed while I was painting, being a little skittish on a high ladder, I asked God to keep me safe. Wanting to save money, I cut corners where I could and only had plastic dropcloths. I was near a tricky area by the stairs, reaching, stretching to get to an awkward area when the ladder began to wiggle. My first thought was 'oh no, if I fall I'm going to hit the stairs and break my neck'; my second thought was 'aaack I'll make a mess with spilled paint'. Just then the ladder slipped on that plastic dropcloth and I fell.... But to my amazement, I didn't drop quickly. It almost felt as if I was being held and lightly carried to the floor. Not only that, but instead of landing on the stairs I landed 3 feet forwad away from the stairs.... And not a drop of paint hit the floor. After thanking God and praising Jesus I decided that I learned my lesson and added cloth dropcloths to the shopping list.

I think it had to be an angel, there is no other way to explain the soft and gentle landing I had, what do you think?

Plus...I thought you might like to read this-----------


Valley Forge, winter of 1777 Anthony Sherman says:

"You doubtless heard the story of Washington's going to the thicket to pray. Well, it is not only true, but he used often to pray in secret for aid and comfort from God, the interposition of whose Divine Providence brought us safely through the darkest days of tribulation.

"One day, I remember it well, when the chilly winds whistled through the leafless trees, though the sky was cloudless and the sun shown brightly, he remained in his quarters nearly all the afternoon alone. When he came out, I noticed that his face was a shade paler than usual. There seemed to be something on his mind of more than ordinary importance. Returning just after dusk, he dispatched an orderly to the quarters who was presently in attendance. After a preliminary conversation of about an hour, Washington, gazing upon his companion with that strange look of dignity which he alone commanded, related the event that occurred that day."

Washington's Own Words Quote:

"This afternoon, as I was sitting at this table engaged in preparing a dispatch, something seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I beheld standing opposite me a singularly beautiful female. So astonished was I, for I had given strict orders not to be disturbed, that it was some moments before I found language to inquire the cause of her presence. A second, a third and even a fourth time did I repeat my question, but received no answer from my mysterious visitor except a slight raising of her eyes.

"By this time I felt strange sensations spreading through me. I would have risen but the riveted gaze of the being before me rendered volition impossible. I assayed once more to address her, but my tongue had become useless, as though it had become paralyzed.

"A new influence, mysterious, potent, irresistible, took possession of me. All I could do was to gaze steadily, vacantly at my unknown visitor. Gradually the surrounding atmosphere seemed as if it had become filled with sensations, and luminous. Everything about me seemed to rarefy, the mysterious visitor herself becoming more airy and yet more distinct to my sight than before. I now began to feel as one dying, or rather to experience the sensations which I have sometimes imagined accompany dissolution. I did not think, I did not reason, I did not move; all were alike impossible. I was only conscious of gazing fixedly, vacantly at my Companion.

"Presently I heard a voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn,' while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly. I now beheld a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a strange scene. Before me lay spread out in one vast plain all the countries of the world-Europe, Asia, Africa and America. I saw rolling and tossing between Europe and America the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay the Pacific.

'Son of the Republic,' said the same mysterious voice as before, 'look and learn.' At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel, standing, or rather floating in midair; between Europe and America. Dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each hand, he sprinkled some upon America with his right hand, while with his left hand he cast some on Europe. Immediately a cloud raised from these countries, and joined in mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved slowly westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp flashes of lightning gleamed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered groans and cries of the American people.

"A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled it out as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in whose heaving billows it sank from view. A third time I heard the mysterious voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn,' I cast my eyes upon America and beheld villages and towns and cities springing up one after another until the whole land from the Atlantic to the Pacific was dotted with them.

"Again, I heard the mysterious voice say, 'Son of the Republic, the end of the century cometh, look and learn.' At this the dark shadowy angel turned his face southward, and from Africa I saw an ill-omened spectre approach our land. It flitted slowly over every town and city of the latter. The inhabitants presently set themselves in battle array against each other. As I continued looking I saw a bright angel, on whose brow rested a crown of light, on which was traced the word 'Union,' bearing the American flag which he placed between the divided nation, and said, 'Remember ye are brethren.' Instantly, the inhabitants, casting from them their weapons became friends once more, and united around the National Standard.

"And again I heard the mysterious voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn.' At this the dark, shadowy angel placed a trumpet to his mouth, and blew three distinct blasts; and taking water from the ocean, he sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia and Africa. Then my eyes beheld a fearful scene: from each of these countries arose thick, black clouds that were soon joined into one. Throughout this mass there gleamed a dark red light by which I saw hordes of armed men, who, moving with the cloud, marched by land and sailed by sea to America. Our country was enveloped in this volume of cloud, and I saw these vast armies devastate the whole country and burn the villages, towns and cities that I beheld springing up. As my ears listened to the thundering of the cannon, clashing of swords, and the shouts and cries of millions in mortal combat, I heard again the mysterious voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn.' When the voice had ceased, the dark shadowy angel placed his trumpet once more to his mouth, and blew a long and fearful blast.

"Instantly a light as of a thousand suns shone down from above me, and pierced and broke into fragments the dark cloud which enveloped America. At the same moment the angel upon whose head still shone the word 'Union,' end who bore our national flag in one hand and a sword in the other, descended from the heavens attended by legions of white spirits. These immediately joined the inhabitants of America, who I perceived were well nigh overcome, but who immediately taking courage again, closed up their broken ranks and renewed the battle.

"Again, amid the fearful noise. of the conflict, I heard the mysterious voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn.' As the voice ceased, the shadowy angel for the last time dipped water from the ocean and sprinkled it upon America. Instantly the dark cloud rolled back, together with the armies it had brought, leaving the inhabitants of the land victorious!

"Then once more I beheld the villages, towns and cities springing up where I had seen them before, while the bright angel, planting the azure standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with a loud voice: 'While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon the earth, so long shall the Union last.' And taking from his brow the crown on which blazoned the word 'Union,' he placed it upon the National Standard while the people, kneeling down, said, 'Amen.'

"The scene instantly began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw nothing but the rising, curling vapor I at first beheld. This also disappearing, I found myself once more gazing upon the mysterious visitor, who, in the same voice I had heard before, said, 'Son of the Republic, what you have seen is thus interpreted: Three great perils will come upon the Republic. The most fearful is the third, but in this greatest conflict the whole world united shall not prevail against her. Let every child of the Republic learn to live for his God, his land and the Union.' With these words the vision vanished, and I started from my seat and felt that I had seen a vision wherein had been shown to me the birth, progress, and destiny of the United States."

hi amazingly that is how our Lord God works God is awesome to be praised and with that i ask my LORD JESUS to please forgive me of my sins. i want to be right with our lord before telling my Angel experiences.

Well when i was a little baby i seem to always have family gravitate me toward angel things like dolls little tees ,art many other eathy heavenly angel stuff made by men. The STRANGE THING is i noticed in practically most of my baby pictures there was angel doll in it or blanket or me wearing them.So i grew and of course cant remember them and i never really kept my mind on them it was more like cartoons i saw on tv. but one night that all changed i was a little girl perhaps in elementary when one night i got super afraid of the dark and through those years i
had problems with darkness,stairs,bathtubs,toilets,sinks you name it i was especially afraid of dolls to this day i feel i dont need them i find i like cute characters and stuff animals better.well as i begged my mom to sleep by her bed on the floor she okayed it and i slept still somewhat afraid i woke up and i left the room and on my way back i saw the room had a fog whitish dark to it like little clouds in it well i studied it for a while and convinced myself i didnt need to know really what it was my mom woke up that same night and said id been acting super strangely sweet as if i had just seen an angel and thats what made me sweet.i believed in angels no doubt but never really dwelled on angels more like cartoons.
Awhile had past and one night i had this terrible nightmare i was riding my bike or trycicle and i was with my dad in our city a feww blocks away and all a sudden it grew from daytime to night and it got so very pitch black and i recall i couldnt find my dads hand or see mine in front of me i panicked and in shock got on my tricycle
riding through black for a second when this magnificent light pierced through the darkness brightning up the the whole place the it was white with blue and yellow rays and this sun so bright and this brilliant rainbow across the sky and near a voice of a supernatural being of light yet bodied spoke not with his lips but through my mind i could understand each word and through my heart the angel said do not be afraid for i am here to help you i will not let you be in darkness i will help you find your daddy i will protect you from all harm. and i felt warm and comfortable and shielded form darkness and he made the sun shine and the sun obeyed the angel beeautiful wavy locks of hair blonde i believe or brown and sandals on its feet and a gown robe similiar to the kind we imagine Jesus in and a round halo type upwards and not round floating in the sky near to appear.The angel vanished in mid air and left the sun out and the clouds and a rainbow and i started riding looking for my dad and i found him.My lord heard me crying in my nightmare of fearing darkness and My lord sent me an angel to comfort me in pitch blackness.

hi amazingly that is how our Lord God works God is awesome to be praised and with that i ask my LORD JESUS to please forgive me of my sins. i want to be right with our lord before telling my Angel experiences.

Well when i was a little baby i seem to always have family gravitate me toward angel things like dolls little tees ,art many other eathy heavenly angel stuff made by men. The STRANGE THING is i noticed in practically most of my baby pictures there was angel doll in it or blanket or me wearing them.So i grew and of course cant remember them and i never really kept my mind on them it was more like cartoons i saw on tv. but one night that all changed i was a little girl perhaps in elementary when one night i got super afraid of the dark and through those years i
had problems with darkness,stairs,bathtubs,toilets,sinks you name it i was especially afraid of dolls to this day i feel i dont need them i find i like cute characters and stuff animals better.well as i begged my mom to sleep by her bed on the floor she okayed it and i slept still somewhat afraid i woke up and i left the room and on my way back i saw the room had a fog whitish dark to it like little clouds in it well i studied it for a while and convinced myself i didnt need to know really what it was my mom woke up that same night and said id been acting super strangely sweet as if i had just seen an angel and thats what made me sweet.i believed in angels no doubt but never really dwelled on angels more like cartoons.
Awhile had past and one night i had this terrible nightmare i was riding my bike or trycicle and i was with my dad in our city a feww blocks away and all a sudden it grew from daytime to night and it got so very pitch black and i recall i couldnt find my dads hand or see mine in front of me i panicked and in shock got on my tricycle
riding through black for a second when this magnificent light pierced through the darkness brightning up the the whole place the it was white with blue and yellow rays and this sun so bright and this brilliant rainbow across the sky and near a voice of a supernatural being of light yet bodied spoke not with his lips but through my mind i could understand each word and through my heart the angel said do not be afraid for i am here to help you i will not let you be in darkness i will help you find your daddy i will protect you from all harm. and i felt warm and comfortable and shielded form darkness and he made the sun shine and the sun obeyed the angel beeautiful wavy locks of hair blonde i believe or brown and sandals on its feet and a gown robe similiar to the kind we imagine Jesus in and a round halo type upwards and not round floating in the sky near to appear.The angel vanished in mid air and left the sun out and the clouds and a rainbow and i started riding looking for my dad and i found him.My lord heard me crying in my nightmare of fearing darkness and My lord sent me an angel to comfort me in pitch blackness.

Im sorry i accidentally displayed this twice but never nind that going to back in the days when i was a baby before i say this some believe angels can be seen by infants and babies and perhaps the angels are doing a work in them leading them or kind of like prophesying over someones destiny.I believe God sent Them just for this purpose in my life that experience was when i was a little child but all along they been assigned to me by God.God protected me when i grew far from God in my Teens but AT 21 OR 22 I started to notice wierd shapes and movements in the air and sun started to shine into a cross and the moon ans stars and lights i see swords hedge of wings around me and 2 swords crossing eachother right by my face when the evil angels desired to touch me yes this is true ive seen all this and seen angels but never thier face only i think one time could make out almost a face but the angel saw me and covered his face they covered thier face at times from demons and other times not an appear in forms and move to your body movement yes even upside down and when you lay down i see a wing to the side of my eye and see thier being as a light spirit i cant belive God has opened my eyes to the angels every day i get a feel of heavens presence of angels i also can hear them speak like thunder roar from my ears God lets me know they are always at war to keep my soul and from evil angels so when the bad ones try to take advantage of my gifted eyes and ears to hear their thunder i havent a clue what they say but when the enemy appears to the angels take authority and i have seen them wrestle in the unseen realm i guessits called and fight and always those powerful strong evil angels are no match for Gods.I thought i share this i still dont know what its for since i read that even those in the bible saw them but God closed their eyes after a period maybe my eyes will stay open for ever. God love you child of the kingdom not religion jesus hated religion just love God and his word and commandments and yes old still apply.

I tell my children to be careful how they treat people, the next one might be an angel. My angels looked and seemed like regular people, only they could not have know what was going on only in my mind at the time. I remember I was sitting in the car, parked in a parking lot and a group of mexican teenage youths were walking toward my car. My window was open and I was not afraid of the group, I was afraid that the group would see the tranquilizers and glass of water in my hand. Enough to kill several large horses. They were laughing and talking and I covered everything with a cloth laying beside me, pretending to be looking out over the parking lot. The Spiirit had always lived within, for as long as I could remember, but I had never had so many thing happen so strongly or heard so many voices strong and clear and I just coul dnot deal with it anymore. I had seen a counselor, she had told me that it was not real and that it would go away if I ignore it. I had asked her why the voices said something inside and it happened outside in the real world then. She said she did not know. The voices told me I was being followed adn that my car would be broken into that night but not to worry, only the picture of my husband (a deep cover narcotics guy) would be taken from the glove box (all my belongings were in there because I had left him rather than deal with that world any more). Sure enough, the next morning showed it had happened and only the picture was gone. Days later, that same car was parked next door and the voices (very loudly) said "do not be afraid, the house next door is going to blow up. There will be three explosions, one large one small and one middle sized" I slept heavily that night and the next morning the fire trucks were putting out the fire. I was so scared. I made myself go up to the fireman and asked what had happened and it was just as the voice had said it would be. Two incidents in so many other for a period of a week or so. I did not understand, no one could help me, I could not work and without being able to continue on, what good was I? So there I was in the parking lot. The youths passed to my left, a good 10 feet from my car and the open drivers window. Then one small mexican youth seperated himself from the jabbering crowed and sidesteped to my car, leaned his head full into my car window and said boldly "Don't do it, it isn't worth it". And then went on to pleasently resume his talking and laughing with the others. He could not have seen. He could not have known. He was so normal looking, but I am sure he was normal. I was not easy to become what I am now, but I often remember that voice when I grow weary from it. Perhaps he was, perhaps he wasn't, but I woul dlike to fancy he was. Leia

Wow, thanks for sharing that Leia. What does your soul tell you who that small hispanic man was? ~~angels in disguise at work here on earth!!!! God bless 'em!

You might like to hear this one. It's my favorite.

It happened when l was going through an exceptionally tramatic time.

My kids were little. My youngest was in his booster seat at the dinner table. I was trying to make dinner and l was shoving the tears back down. I didn't want them to see me cry so l kept going from the stove to the counter with my head turned so they wouldn't see my face. Then out of the blue my little one (about 3) announced,

"Momma, it's easier for me to hug you then the angels." I looked at him and he had his arms outstretched.

I can hardly talk about it to this day with out feeling choked up. I've eaten from that memory many times in the years that followed. Also other things the Lord has given to sustain me in the wilderness.

WOW, I DONT WHERE TO BEGIN ON THIS ONE.
MY DAUGHTER IS NAMED JOY AND SHE IS TO ANY ONE WHO MEETS HER.
WHEN SHE WAS 16 YRS OLD. SHE WAS DRIVING MY CAR ABOUT 20 MILES DOWN THE ROAD SHE WENT TO TURN OFF THE HWY. A TRUCK CAME AROUND A CRUVE LOADED FULL OF STEAL AND HIT HER BROADSIDED(ON HER SIDE OF DOOR). THE MAN DRIVING JUMP OUT OF THE TRUCK AND GOT HER OUT OF THE CAR AND ASK HER WHERE THE CHILD WAS AT. OTHER PEOPLE CAME OVER AND WAS SEARCHING FOR A CHILD. SHE KEPT TELLING THEM THEIR WAS NO CHILD IN THE CAR WITH HER. THEY ALL TOLD HER YES THEIR WERE. THE POLICE SHOWED UP TO THE SCENE. ALL THE WITNESS TOLD THE POLICE THEIR WAS A CHILD SITTING ON HER LAP WITH HANDS PRESSED ON THE WINDOW. THEY SAID THE CHILD HAD BLOND HAIR WITH CURLS AROUND 4 OR 5 YRS OF AGE. THEY ALL STARTED LOOKING IN THE DITCHES, IN THE GRASS ETC. THE POLICE CALLED AND TOLD ME OF THE WRECK. HE ASSURED ME SHE WAS O.K. HE SAID HE DIDNT KNOW BECAUSE SHE WAS HIT BY A LARGE TRUCK LOADED WITH STEEL GOING VERY FAST ACCORDING TO THE MARKS ON THE ROAD. ANYWAY, THE POLICE ASK ME WHAT WAS THE NAME OF THE CHILD WITH HER SO THEY COULD CONTACT THE FAMILY BECAUSE THEY COULD NOT FIND THE CHILD. I EXPLAIN WHEN SHE LEFT THE HOUSE NO CHILD WAS IN THE CAR. I ASK THE OFFICER TO SPEAK TO JOY AND WHEN GOT ON THE PHONE SHE WAS CRYING.SHE SAID SHE WAS ALSO LOOKING IN THE DITCH ALSO BECAUSE ALL THE WITNESSES THERE SAID A CHILD WAS IN THE DRIVER SIT WITH HER. SHE SAID MAYBE SOMETHING IS WRONG (HURT) BECAUSE SHE COULD NOT REMERBER A CHILD IN THE CAR WITH HER. SHE COULD NOT UNDERSTAND WHY SHE HAD NOT BUCKLED UP THE CHILD WITH SEATS BELT.
I WENT TO THE ACCIDENT AND POLICE SAID THAT IS SO STRANGE BECAUSE ALL THE WITNESSES SAID A CHILD WAS SITTING ON HER LAP WITH HANDS ON THE WINDOW. THE OFFICER SAID WE HAVE LOOK ALL OVER THE PLACE FOR THIS CHILD AND THERE IS NO CHILD TO BE FOUND. THE OFFICER SAID I HAVE TO WRITE UP A REPORT AND I HAVE TO PUT THIS IN THE REPORT AND HOW AM I GOING TO TELL EVERYONE THAT READ THE REPORT NO CHILD WAS FOUND. THEN HE WENT ON TO SAY THERE IS NO EVEN ONE MARK ON YOUR DAUGHTER. THE CAR IS TOTALED AND NOT ONE MARK ON YOUR DAUGHTER. I ASK DO YOU BELVIE IN GOD? HE SAID I THINK I'LL FIND A CHURCH NOW. A FEW DAYS LATER I WENT TO THE POLICE DEPARTMENT AND ASK FOR THE ACCIDENT REPORT. THERE WAS ON PAPER, WITNESSES JUST BEFORE INPACT NOTICE A SMALL CHILD SITTING ON LAP OF DRIVER. THIS ALSO INCLUDED THE DRIVER OF THE TRUCK THAT HIT HER. OFFICER WENT ON TO SAY NO CHILD WAS FOUND. HOSPITALS WERE CALLED TO SEE IF A CHILD HAD BEEN TAKEN THERE. NONE REPORTED.
WHEN I SEE THE OFFICER NOW HE WILL SHAKE HIS HEAD AND WILL SAY "UNEXPAINABLE."
NOT TO ME!
KIM

A big angel wouldn't have fit on her lap

these related experiences are just wonderful to hear!!
thank you, to all who take time to post them!

see Psalm 34:7.

the disciples asked Jesus: "Who really is the greatest in the kingdom of the heavens?"
So, calling a young child to him, he set it in their midst and said:
"Truly I say to you, Unless you turn around and become as young children, you will by no means enter into the kingdom of the heavens.....
(please see the whole account written at Matthew 18)
he continued on to say:
.. "See to it that you men do not despise one of these little ones; for i tell you that their angels in heaven always behold the face of the Father."

Yes, the angels are real. Just as the Father is real. and just as the Son.

love, much love to all of you,
bz

Hello everyone ....

this is one of those subjects that I'm really interested in since I have had several experiences with them , I have posted some of these things on my own board but I would like to share this particular one with all of you ..... but the question is always where does one start .....

I think that I will start with the fact that it's even a miracle that I was born... you see my mother was born premature, a twin at that, in 1935 in the old country of Germany. Weighing in at just over 2 pounds and not having any of the Hospital equipment necessary to keep a small baby of this size alive, her twin brother died within a couple of days even though he was much larger, heavier and stronger than my mother.

The doctors gave up on her too and told my grandmother to just let her die. Well, my grandmother didn't listen to that, of course not, she already lost one and wasn't about to loose the other. She took my mother home and cared for her as best she could. My mother was so small that her fingers were the size of match sticks and because she was so tiny nothing fit her so they wrapped her in cotton and placed her in a wicker basket on top of a oil stove to keep her warm. Breast feeding was out of the question because her mouth was too small and so she had to be fed with a dropper.

Well, she made it and I was her first child.

Now the family that I was born into was not one, how should I say, very reasonable, loving and compassionate.... on the contrary... I won't go into details, lets just say I've had my share of painful experiences physically and emotionally from the time I was 2 years old. At least that's how far back I can remember when I received the first beating from my grandfather because I woke up at 6 am and they wanted to sleep in, but that's a whole different story...... lets just say that I always felt out of place and as if I didn't belong... not because of what I was experiencing but at what I was witnessing and observing in this family. I knew something or felt something, it just didn't seem right and I felt that there had to be a better way.

Anyway, I was about 5 as I recall, I remember that many times I found myself alone playing by myself, and on some of these occasions I would be somewhere far away from home on a play ground or by a stream and I was always talking to myself.... well, I remember this one time I was swinging at this play ground which was about 1 mile away from home and it started to get dark and as I looked around and noticed that I was alone I heard this voice ...... it was a very calm and gentle male voice... and it said, you better go home now, it's getting dark ..... I said out loud, OK I will and jumped of the swing and ran home.... this is the first time I realized that there was something different about me.....

Now I don't want you to think I'm a nut case, and no it wasn't an imaginary friend either.

Knowing now what I have come to know about religion, I truly feel that we do have guardian angels for whatever reason..... As I got older my grandparents and other relatives would tell me of these strange things that had happened to me when I was small.... and as they told me these stories I started to remember the feelings I had and the things that I said and my memory of these incidences came back.

This is the first of my stories .....it happened when I was 3 years old.
On one particular beautiful sunny day I was playing at the bank of the stream that was about 6 feet wide, 2 feet deep and that ran along the main road. I remember a next door neighbor friend, a girl about 9 years old standing behind me saying look there is something really pretty in the water.... I took a look and of course didn't see anything. She said here I'll show you ... I felt a little strange as if I knew something was wrong but I didn't have time to react on this feeling. Before I knew it, she had pushed me into the stream.


I remember swallowing water and trying to turn around so I could get up. I finally managed to sit up in this shallow stream, I saw her standing there and asked her why she had done this. All she did was laugh and then ran away, leaving me in the water....

Now this stream was just high enough that it kept bobbing me up and down along it's path.... I remember the feeling of not being afraid... I remember calling in a very calm way for my mama as I was being swept away . This stream past by several neighbors houses, everyone had a little bridge to drive over to get to the main road and as I was bobbing along I remember turning to face the direction in which I was going.

As I looked ahead I saw one of my grandfathers friends standing on one of these bridges smoking a cigarette. I heard him call out to me and say, Linda what in the world are you doing in the water, and I replied my friend pushed me in.
Now these bridges were a little too high for him to just grab me out of the water and I remember him saying.... now don't be afraid , I'm not going to leave you but I have to run to the other bridge and I will grab you and pull you out.

The problem with that was that this stream made an S curve in his property and also started to get faster and I was a little scared because I was being bumped around quite a bit. After another few hundred yards I finally saw him lying on his stomach and as I came up to him he said that he was going to grab me by my dress and pull me out....

Well, I was saved and it looked like everything was OK and no-one would've bothered to think about this incident twice but as the years past by my grandfathers friend came to us one day and told a very peculiar story... one that we all knew about, only there was something more to it.

You see, this man was a farmer and had a ritual of taking a break on this bridge, smoking a cigarette every day at the same time, 3 PM to be exact, for over 30 years. He said that he had been working in the shed and he felt something urging him to take his cigarette break... well, he said he thought to himself no, it's not the right time ..... he felt the urge again and dismissed it .... by the third time he said he finally threw down his tools and went to take a break even though he didn't really want to and just as he was lighting up his cigarette, leaning over the bridge he saw me bobbing in the water...... He said that if it hadn't been for this constant feeling of being pushed in some way to take this break, he would've never seen me and I would have been swept under into the city sewer systems ...

You see, the little bridge were the farmer laid on to grab me from the stream was only a couple of yards away from the culverts that let this stream go underground. I would have never been found because as he said ,,,, the metal bars on these culverts were only about a foot apart, to catch bigger debris but 2 of them were bent wide open in the middle and I would have just gone right through them ....

So if you ask me if there are angels at work, I would have to say Yes.... definitely, and they use whom ever they wish to bring about their purpose... even an old smoking farmer...

with much affection always, LC
_________________
A wise man will hear and increase in learning
And a man of understanding will aquire wise counsil
To understand a proverb and a figure
The words of the wise and their riddles...
( Proverbs 1:5,6 )

yes, the children of God have thier angels watching over them.
a wonderful story of great encouragement...thank God!

remember in Acts when Peter was in Jail and many were praying for him?
and he came to the door after the angel "busted him out"..
and Rhoda went to the door, and looking out, said it is PETER!
but she forgot, in her excitement to open the door, and all the
people thought she was 'mad',
and said it is not Peter, but it is his angel!

(but it was Peter )

but seeing that they used the term, "It is HIS ANGEL"
is the thing that made me believe, from scripture, that we do have guardian angels
that watch over and are assigned to help us, as ministers to us, by God.

also where Jesus said concerning little children, not to harm, them,
for "their angels always behold the face of God in heaven."

what a comforting thought.

love to you, dear friend, Linda,
bz

Wouldn't it be great to have that type of heart and knowledge now as they did then? They did not hesitate or debate on whether there were or not angels, only if that was one!

Leia

These post bring tears to my eyes.
I've had several experiences in which I told family members. Sometimes I think because these things happen and we tell others about them that it is for a reason.
For some, have lost all hope...and in times when our faith is tested ANGELS by the grace of our dear LORD do show up.
Mine have come in dreams and then where confirmed after dreams.

Have you ever met someone and you just feel that you've known this person all you life. This is the way my husband and I felt about our daughter-in-law Leah's grandparents.
Both lived on farm all their lives and raised sheep. Her grandfather Billy so nice and cheerful in his overalls. Always saw him in them other than at our son's wedding. hehe
On first meeting they made us feel so welcome. And they are very kind hearted and just country folk and a joy just seems to flow right through them to others.
The only times unfortunately we have had the honor to have company with them was family gatherings. Second time for me was at the Indy State Fair...her grandmother of 83 and grandfather 84...both long term participants of showing sheep and raising them although at this time they had not been in it for some years. But everyone at the Fair knew them and all loved them. I am a very open person and me and Leah's grandma connected right away, laughing and just totatlly enjoying each others' company. Then again at her bridal shower and last year in July her wedding.
It's like when you say you know someone..like they're an old soul, yah know.
It's funny though right after the ceremony Leah's grandmother came up and hugged me up at the altar and started crying, sobing happily of course...hehe
But it's like we connected for no other reason than just being in each other's presence. And what a happy occasion, We love Leah and Seth very much and so happy for them.
I had a dream a couple of week ago. I was standing on this big porch and I didn't know where I was other than being in the presence of love overflowing. Then all of the sudden I looked out in front of me...and I saw our vegetable garden and in our yard, and in it where two young girls...guessing age they may have been 7 or 8 years old.
And I was SOOOO thrilled to SEE them not knowing who they where but in the dream knowing who they where. And they where surrounded by big bright red tomatoes..and they where ing BRIGHTLY. I was so eager to tell everyone but wanted to SURPISE them for some reason, but in the back of my mind I was thinking they already knew where they where. I did'nt see anyone else in the dream but these two in the garden.
Then, as if the dream stops scenes and I'm on a horse and at the top of this hill...and this figure of a man next to me says...to get of the horse for he needs it for someone else now...so I get down. I look across down this gravel road from the top of this hill...and this road for traffic is at the bottom and this other gravel road goes up directly from the one I am standing on and it goes up a hill.
There is this farmer standing there and he has the rein of the horse in his right hand and not on the horse and says to me...you can use this horse now.
I had this dream on Saturday...I got a call from Leah that her grandfather died Monday, August 22.
We go to the graveyard and I'm standing on this hill and look across the road and it is the same roads and the same place in the dream.
Leah's sister Heidi also lies in peace there...her only sister and only sybling. Leah was very close with her grandpa and it was so hard for her. She still struggles with the loss of her sister. I hope that I can be a good mother-in-law and that our relationship grows as we haven't lost a son but gained a daughter..a daugher we never had. She has such a good heart.
She died at the age of 16 with Lupus. I know that they are surrounded by our Father in Heavens love. Jesus is real and is always there.
God Bless you all

Hello everyone god bless I'm new here but I have to share with you how God saved my life from death as well..

Last sept 24th I got hit by a car well crossing the street.. As I was walking across the street I got half way across when I felt something holding me back from moving even more further.. Just then a white pick up truck ran over my feet causing me to fall a broke my arm.. I feel if I had step one more step I would have been under the truck with a broken head or neck.. When I felt like something was holding me back I heard A noise behind Me like glass smashing.. Then the car ran over my feet.. If it was not for that angel I would have been dead..

If God is not done with us he will not let us die that for sure.. God has a reason for each and everyone of us to do his will..

May god bless everyone

love fighter of god

This isn't really my experience and nothing quite like the others, but when my middle daughter was about 2 or 3 (shes 7 now) she was playing on the front porch having a conversation with someone so I stuck my head out the door and asked her who she was talking to and she just looked up with almost a glow on her face and said with a smile on her face The angel daddy and I just smiled and said enjoy your talk baby

The work of an Angel , the extention of Gods hands.

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Angelseer.
Thanks be to God you are alive and well and Christ lives in you.
Your stories have blessed me beyond words.

Thank you so much for sharing.
Keep on sharing your testimonies-God has a purpose for each
and every one of us.

My children have seen angels and my daughter in particular sees
the same one when she has fear over something.

When she was a little girl around 2 or 3 she used to say I miss God.
Her twin is in heaven and one night she saw a little girl that she described
looked like me in the face and had hair like her dad- this little girl
was running to her room and back to Jesus with open arms.

We have had a few angel experiences and Jesus visions here at our place.
Oh that all will come to believe in our precious Saviour.
I know they were to have these visions for a reason- all for God's purpose.

love,
rosie

When I was going through a difficult time in my life, and was afraid of the future, I dreamed that I was walking past a cementery and there was a statue of angel. He was armoured, had a sword at his side, and he reached out to me and said, "Don't be afraid of the future". This encouraged me and I had no more fear.

... there was an angel painter around...

I have posted this here somewhere before.

While I was living in Germany, we went into a financial rut. Lawsuits, harassment, discrimination, slander... No food! No money! Yet each time a bill needed to be paid, money would come through the mail, I would remember to sell something, money would be sent by mistake to our bank, etc...

One night, I felt the bedroom as filled with electricity. I had a vision of someone entering through the window. I knew it was an angel sent to help us.

One day, we were returning from downtown, not knowing what we would eat that same night. Then at a 4-way stop, (we had priority), came a guy from the left, hands on the wheel, as hypnotized. He did not stop and ran into us. BOOIIINGG! Our car had a bad dent on the front left fender (4,500 Deutsche Mark repair cost) and his car... HAD NOT A SCRATCH!!! NOTHING!!!

The poor guy was scratching his head in disbelief instead. What's weird is that he had a VOLKSWAGEN POLO and we... A PANZERED Mercedes!!! (they were a special edition whose frame was made by Porsche in Markgroeningen near Stuttgart (if I remember right).

That same day, with the bill Daimler-Benz gave us we went to the insurance of the guy and they cut us a check.

That same day, the bank let us have the money, cash.

What's strange is that the lady at the insurance who was supposed to be in charge was out. Had we had her, we would have waited for ever for a check!

What's also strange is that the bank let us have the funds even though we owed them money and they did not let us withdraw any more funds!!!

That same day, we ate!

Later, within the span of the last six months we spent in Germany, by three times I had to call the telephone company, asking them to postpone our current bill with next month's. First time OK. Second time (2 months later), I called and asked for the guy who had helped us before. Instead, I waited 5 minutes and a guy named SALOMON answered. He had a soft voice and granted my wish.

Third time, (yet 2 more months later) I had to do it again, so I called and asked for "MR. SALOMON". After waiting (hmm...) 5 minutes, they told me that "NO ONE WITH THAT NAME WAS OR HAD EVER BEEN WORKING THERE!!" Yet they allowed my bill to be postponed.

I believe I had talked to an angel!

When the bill came, I went to the post to pay it with some cash; something made me write the fax number first, then the tel number. We had a small fax bill and always a big tel bill, having to call the States from Germany. (This was before the freedom of tarifs.)

When the next month's bill came, they had applied all the funds to the fax line, and thus the phone line was cut. But heck, we could call from the fax machine... We needed a line to the outside world to arrange the boat, plane... and here we were with extra credit on the line!!!

Our plane (cheap ticket) was due only on March 1. Two weeks prior, we rented a truck to load our household contents. This was Feb. 16, and a gorgeous day, sunny, warm... Very unusual in Germany where I lived and my usually busy street (we had to double park many times) was strangely EMPTY! No one in the 9-appartment/Wohnung house where we lived!!! Empty!!! No car in the parking. Not even the usual Polizier in the street. We could even park our truck in front of the house. We worked through the night (til 3 AM) and still no neighbour/empty!

The last week we had to spend in Germany was Karneval. The Germans are crazy when it's Karneval! They drink, they carouse, they sleep around and call it "Kultur", tradition... Even the police drinks! So my son's teacher called in sick and there was no replacement teacher for the rest of the week... hmmmh... So kids got to have a vacation. I took the opportunity to get my son's things at school without to answer questions to the usually curious teacher.

The last week before we were due to leave, my hubby said: since we have backing problems with our Mercedes due to the steep slope leading from our private parking space up onto the street (we could only back up into the street, since there was no space to turn around), and since that stubborn lady at the insurance told us we could not have cash for the replacement car that was due for the duration of the repairs, since the rent-a-car was already paid, let's go and get us our free rent-a-car!
(This was friday, and our plane was due on monday).

On sunday (the last day), the eve of our departure, we still had our Mercedes. We needed to get it to the ship with the rest of our household in the same sea container but since I don't drive, we needed a driver.
After fruitless search for a driver, I remembered my parents' phone. They had been spending the last 5 years in Paris and had returned to Strasbourg and had their tel number changed. Even though I had called them only once, I remembered the number. My mom had just pulled a pork roast out of the oven when I called. They "planted" the steaming roast on the table, left without going to the restrooms and made it straight to my place in 3-4 hours max.

My dad never liked me being married to an American. They never went to visit us. So their reaction surprised me. I told my dad to follow in the rent a car my hubby who has leading the way. My son was with his daddy in the panzered Mercedes. I was with my parents in the rent a car. We drove to Antwerpen (Belgium, huge port). Dropped the car and the keys to the office and we had... a car to drive us back home!

The next day, we did not even have to get a taxi. We left the car at the rent a car station at the airport.
No one knew we were leaving. This was a big secret. Long story! But the Lord was all the time with us, as well as his angels.

When I was a teenager, I became a “hood” of the 70’s. I got into all kinds of drugs and bad circumstances. I felt like I was the lowliest existing form of life in this world. I had become promiscuous during my adventures and was deeply shamed. I felt unloved, lost, used, and abandoned. I was sure that I was worthless to this world.
Then, I came to learn that everything happens for a reason, and people are put in your life for a purpose. While living in one of my foster homes, I met a family that rekindled my blind faith in God. They prayed for me and spoke of Gods' love, glory, and forgiveness. But I knew I wasn't good enough to receive these gifts. Fortunately, there was another "revival" scheduled in our town at the municipal auditorium. There, I listened to a man proclaim that there is a being that created us and loves us so much that He would forgive us for all of our bad doings, if we only asked, and believed. I remember sitting there making an argument in my own mind, that I certainly could not be included. I believed that it was too late for me. I had chosen the wrong path because I was badder than bad. Then that man looked me straight in the eye, while I was sitting among hundreds of people, and said, "Why do you think you cannot be forgiven? Are you better than God to decide who deserves forgiveness?" He then continued to preach for a while. When he ended his sermon, he asked the teenagers to join him for a prayer line, down in the front of the auditorium. I thought to myself, "Well, it couldn't hurt." So, slowly I joined my four other foster siblings and maneuvered my way to the front of that building. I watched that man greeting the many teens in front of us, and with each one it was the same, "May God Bless You" was all he said as he shook their hands, and patted them on the shoulder. Then, it was my turn. He firmly grasped my hand and repeated his phrase, and I started to go on down the line as those did before me. Then, he squeezed my hand tighter and shook his head. He said." Miss. May I speak with you?" I shrugged my shoulders like the teenager I was, with a chip on my shoulder. He asked, “How old are you?" I sharply replied," Fifteen". He then stated, “You’ve had a hard life, haven't you?" Once again I replied sharply, “No harder than anyone else". Then, without hesitation, he said, "I must pray for you if you will let me". In a quiet voice, I said, "I guess that's why I'm here". He then placed his hand on my forehead and began to pray. It was almost like, (or maybe it truly was like), I looked up and saw that beautiful glowing warm and bright light and it soared me into the air, and I saw my body falling backwards. as he said AMEN!!! My foster siblings kept me from falling and hitting my head as I watched from above.
I was so jubilated and full of Gods' love that day. We purchased several bottles of Holy Water before we left. When we got home we poured the water all over each other and kept praising God. I had to share this experience with my mother. I just couldn't wait. I ran into the house and called her. I related the entire chain of events that had occurred that day to my mother, while I was still full of the Holy Spirit. We spoke for quite a while, and said good-bye.
He spoke prophecy over me that night. He told me I would be a healer. There was a movie out at the time about a lady that did laying on of hands for healing, I think maybe it was called "The Miracle Worker", not sure though, but anyway, the next day I was running around testing this out, laying my hands on people, and when they weren't "healed", I thought, "that guy didn't know what he was talking about". I forgot about what he had said and 12 years later, I had graduated from nursing school. I was standing in my backyard with my mother and she said, "You did it!" I was so full of myself because I excelled in everything in school that I replied,"Yeah, I did good, didn't I Mom!" my mother then said, "You don't know what I'm talking about, do you?" Then she reminded me of the prophecy. The Lord had opened those doors that led me to become the nurse that I am.

The Lord always fulfills His promises. Maybe not how or when we think He should, but always when and how it SHOULD be!!! Praise Him, Praise Him!!!

Love,
Your Sister in Christ,
Angelseer

One time when I was going through some really traumatic circumstances, I was laying in bed very troubled in spirit. I must have dozed off for I saw a completely beautiful woman standing next to my bed. I say completely beautiful because she was beautiful in spirit, pure and true and light almost as if light was emanating from her. She said to me, "Be at peace, God sees your faithfulness and is watching over you". Then she placed her hand on my forehead. I must have been partially awake because I knew that I was dreaming but when she placed her hand on my forehead, it was so real that I opened my eyes and looked around to see if anyone was there. There wasn't but the dream gave me great peace.

I too have TWIN SISTERS in Heaven!
They were born between my older brother and I, in 1959; They were only 4 months old and after crying, they died...
But I know I will see them! I am sooo curious to see how they look like; Jesse Duplantis says that they continue growing as if they were on earth, only it's in Heaven. So as in Heaven no one ages, they must be very very pretty!

Two years ago I was out of work and had no health insurance. The day of my brother's wedding, I was dressed to the nines (one of the bridesmaids) and helping transport stuff to the car, including a pumpkin vase of flowers for the altar decorations. As I stood on the porch, I paused a moment as this image formed unbidden in my mind. I saw myself falling and the vase flying through the air. Well, needless to say, this startled me and I made sure this wasn't going to happen by my own efforts. I took the stairs at a careful pace, held onto the railing and made it down just fine. As I stepped towards the curb, however, inexplicitely, I felt something almost grab me, trip me up and I pitched headlong with the vase towards the ground. I was thinking the day was going to be ruined, I'd break a leg or worse, etc.

Here's where it gets weird. My back hit the sharpest edge of the curb, right down the centre and the pumpkin vase flew out of my arms and towards the curb. As I fell, it literally felt like someone was bearing me gently down in his arms and I laid there on the curb, stunned. The pumpkin vase had rolled, flowers intact, under the car only to be stopped by a wheel, and only a small crack evident towards the back (salvagable). I truly believe God gave me a head's up about what was going to happen and my guardian angel broke the fall, praise God for His goodness!

I love angel stories! Thanks for posting this inspiring thread.

When I was a mere 4-year old lad my dad was a assistant horticultural superintendent for a major agricultural grower on Venice Island in the California Delta, so we lived on the island 12 miles westward outside of the city of Stockton. It was December of 1959, and my mother drove us 3 kids into downtown Stockton for Christmas shopping. On the return trip home to Venice Island we were driving on the desolate and scarcely traveled levee gravel road along “Disappointment Slough”, a major channel that leads into the San Joaquin River, a deepwater shipping channel that ferries ocean going cargo ships from the Pacific Ocean to the inland Port of Stockton.

My 5-year old brother and I were seated in the back seat, and my 15-month old sister was in the child-seat located on the passenger seat. Well, my older brother, a genuine brat in his youth, decided to beat me and I began to cry and fend off his fists. My mother, a mere 25 year old young mother, was irritated and after running out of disciplinary words and all her maternal patients in thwarting my brother’s senseless attack to no avail, she swiftly turned and swung her purse at my brother. Suddenly without warning, my mother lost control of the car and we wildly plummeted down the levee embankment; the car brutally rolled over three times, and we landed in the river channel… upside-down!

It was absolute pandemonium; all us kids were screaming and crying frantically. The car landed partly supported by the branch of a tree. My mother herded us kids into the front portion of the car. We were disoriented, for the car was inverted and the windows were down below in the murky water and the floor of the car was over our heads. The interior was dark. The driver’s door on the land side was jammed, my mother could not open it, and the passenger door was on the deepwater side; my brother wanted to open it, but my mother kept telling him not to because of the greater water depth on that side of the vehicle and anyone of us could have been easily swept away into the adjacent deepwater shipping channel. And, my mother didn’t know how to swim. It was utterly the most hopeless and grievous situation of absolute desperation… and water began to inundate the interior of the car, this watery entombment, our pending watery grave; and my poor mother began to weep at the horrific thought of how she would come drown her precious children.

Suddenly, before total grieve could concretely overwhelm her stricken heart, she got the notion to try honking the horn. She did, and it still worked! So she honked and honked and honked as the water gradually rose ever higher reaching our chests. She clutched my baby sister on one shoulder as high as she physically could support her while she stretched her other arm down below into the black water to honk the horn. She had me and my brother stand on our tip-toes and stretch our faces up against the floor above us. My frantic mother kept honking the horn over and over and over. It seemed like an eternity, hearing the sharp peal of that blaring horn, over and over and over. The water rose to our necks; there was merely 12 inches of vital life-sustaining air space remaining, and just as my mother’s worse fears of our finite doom began to overcome her with solidified panic… BOOM! The driver’s door adroitly flung open and a brilliant burst of precious sunlight flooded our darken tomb as a big man with a crowbar grabbed at our drenched frail forms, rescuing my crying sister first and me, then my brother, and my mother chose to leave the sinking car last.

The big man wrapped us up in warm blankets that he took from his pure white 50’s pickup truck, and let us rest on the side of the road while he radioed for the county sheriff. The sheriff arrived quickly and made sure we were okay. After speaking momentarily with my mother he headed back to his patrol car to radio on his CB for my dad and for a tow truck to extract our car from the channel. My mother then quickly turned to thank the big man for saving our lives, but he was gone. His truck was no where to be seen. My mother gasped. She peered down the long road, the dusty gravel road, and there was no plume of dust kicked up from his departing truck; in fact, she recollected not even hearing the ignition turnover of his truck’s engine. The sheriff walked over and invited us to sit in the comfort of his patrol car while we waited for my dad to arrive. My mother asked the sheriff who was the man who saved us from drowning and helped us out of the wreckage. She lamented how she didn’t have a chance to thank him. The sheriff’s face twitched with perplexity and he said, “What man?” The sheriff told my mother that he responded to the emergency call to the site, but when he arrived we were all alone, so he assumed that whoever put in the radio call had already aided us and had already left.

My precious mother passed away in 1998 at 64 years of age; and even in her aged years she simply could not recount this experience without weeping.

This event occurred 48 years ago; ironically, today I am completing a World Expo/New Resort-Port City proposal and design for the state of California that will be presented to Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger this year for a future 1,700 acre World’s Fair to be located on the eastern threshold to the California Delta. Disappointment Slough flanks the northern border of the proposed 26 square mile new port city, and my proposal calls for the renaming of “Disappointment Slough” into “Channel Triumphant”.

God is amazing.

What an incredible event Seven! Wow! The Lord is amazing isn't He? Thank you for sharing.

btw...I have family who have lived in Stockton for many many years. They own a farm out there. Small world isn't it?

Blessings to you!
Love, Lisa

I bet this cured the kids of fighting in the back seat

I was just curious if anyone had a experience with a heavenly angel?


I also had a soft landing as a child. I was laying in bed and of course being a child was not going to sleep. After much fidgeting around I started to get sleepy and rolled onto my side and attempted to rest. What I had not known was that I had positioned myself onto my side but right next to the edge of the upper bunk bed. Not asleep but near a sleeping state I rolled over having not realized what I had done and went right over the edge and off the top bunk. It was in my free fall, with eyes wide open by then, that I saw what I believe was an angel. But it was for only a brief second or so at best. You see after rolling off the bed I did a complete spin in mid air and it was during this spin that I saw what looked like an angel. But being caught up in a roll in mid air I was soon facing towards the bed again. It is then when I was faced away from the area I thought I saw the angel, that I felt something slowing my fast decent towards the floor. I was then set upon the floor as soft as a baby is set safely into it's crib. I got up off the floor stunned and of course looked behind me where I thought I saw the angel. Of course there was nothing there. Being that young I could not at the time comprehend how such things could happen. I mean a child even at that age knows that there is a thing called gravity and that one could be hurt badly by falling. I was stunned to say the least. Of course I had to figure this out. And thus got back onto the top bunk and rolled off in the same way that I had before. And of course this time SMACK I went onto the floor. I have never forgotten about that experience.

About 5-6 years ago I had just lead a friend to the Lord and she went outside to get her clothes from the mobile home park laundry and she called me to come outside quick and up in the sky in the northern lights was a beautiful huge angel looking down on the earth with so much love in her face. Her robes were flowing gently around her. She was clothed with the northern lights and she stayed in the sky for about 20 minutes. It was very awesome!

I have had an angel appear to me in a few dreams. I have never seen them with my "physical eyes", but I have seen them several times in the spirit with spiritual eyes once at church, once at home group, and at home. The prophets tell us that we are entering a time of increased angelic activity, I hope so!

Caneman

I have "felt" an angel!
I was under a tent meeting many years ago; and, the evangelist that was praying for me and I were face to face. After speaking a Word from the Lord and placing her hand on my head, we both were amazed at the unseen angel between us that flew away. We felt the wind and brush of the Angel's wings and just looked at each other. I'll never forget it.