Full Version: Do you believe in Angels
Sometimes the Universe spins around and blessings start dropping all around me. And then I can't help but call on my angels for support because when the timing is just right and you have "faith" for lack of a better word, miracles do happen.
So I'm curious if anyone knows what I mean by this and what you think of it.
I beleive angels do exist. I don't see why he would need them, but then again I don't see why he would need us either, so it makes sense in a way doesn't it?
I have met both actual angels and people who played the role of "angels" in my life. One of my most current "angels" is an atheist who has faith.
QUOTE(exe11er @ Jun 2 2007, 10:16 PM) [snapback]1706337[/snapback]
I beleive angels do exist. I don't see why he would need them, but then again I don't see why he would need us either, so it makes sense in a way doesn't it?
god doesn't "need" anything. but, apparently, God gets lonely. angels provide a way of god exposing himself to different points of view, especially opposing ones. Yes, I have seen them personally. They are very beautiful. I had one follow me around for a while, after my divorce. His name is "Hadiel", which means "echo of God". This is very fitting. Hadiel will speak to you, answering questions by rephrasing your words. I kept telling Hadiel that I must be psychotic seeing him all the time; I was very doubtful until I found the name on the internet on a list of angels. Keep in mind that angels lack gender, so "he" is not really accurate. Hadiel is very beautiful. I saw him many times with second sight, but he once appeared to me in vivid physical form. He looked about 8 feet tall, was ice cold to the touch, and had a voice that sounded like icicles melting on a warm winter's day. I was going through a bad time (way too personal to discuss here). Hadiel hugged me. I felt it. It was as real as this keyboard I am typing on. It wasn't an uncomfortable "cold", but reassuring, like an icecream cone on a hot day. I have seen many other angels, gods, goddesses, auras, and spirits. Many of my experiences have been validated by external documentation. This is why I always tell you guys that "faith" is meaningless to me. I have seen these things personally. Please don't take this as bragging, but when you have seen it, "belief" is irrelevant. I am my own best skeptic. I look up everything I can, after the fact. It's all real, and probably anyone can see it, with a little training.
I believe it was an angel who ordered me to get my brother, sister, including myself out of the car and run. This voice commanded me in such a way I didn't ask questions I, instinctivly, did exactly as I had been commanded without questioning. I was nine years old, my bro/sis were younger.. There was no one there, but us three at that time, and it was this that literally saved our lives.
Call this what you will, but I call it saved by an angel. That moment impacted me for the rest of my life.
even talking about it now it's impossible to hold back tears with this-
Call this what you will, but I call it saved by an angel. That moment impacted me for the rest of my life.
even talking about it now it's impossible to hold back tears with this-
Oh my God you have to share the story! I am freaking out!
(May God rest my mother's soul)
My mother had some major issues. We didn't understand it then, not until we got older. She was alcoholic, drug addict, suffering from manic depression. Her and my father at this time were having horrible fights..
One friday night, I remember her out of the blue wanting to take Me (9), my brother (2) and my sis (5) to the fair. She never took us anywhere, man, we were excited we were going with her. I remember her seemingly in a good mood that night.
We go to the fair had a great time, I remember winning this micky mouse hat looking thing. Anyway, we got into the car and she started going toward my uncles (her brothers) house instead of our own. He lived way out at end of town down a long dirt road.. We got down there and she parked the car (still on the dirt road in front of his house). She went inside.
I was in front seat, my little brother was lying on my lap, my sister was asleep in back seat. I was just sitting there looking out the passenger side window and I heard this YELL.
Something SCREAMED at me out of nowhere inside the car. It commanded me to "get them and run!"
I can't exactly explain why I didn't hesitate, I just didn't. I remember thinking for a second, and I could still hear the command in my ear. I had to move over to the driver's side door, because the passenger side door wouldn't open. I opened it, I grabbed my brother threw him on the road. Lifted the front seat grabbed my sister (she was fighting me), and told her to run fast. I grabbed Wes, and I ran with him as fast as I could. My sister was aggravating me, because she didn't want to coorperate..she started crying.. she was pissing me off, I felt an overwhelming fear for our lives.. without no explaination-- no reason to think like this. I know I was only nine years old-- but the adrenaline that ran thru me-- it didn't matter.
What I didn't know at that moment was my mother had went inside her brother's house was looking for his shot gun and his shells. SHe had intended to take us all out to the back of his property and shoot us all, including herself.
She can't find us. We are not in the car. She attempts on her self.
I get to the service station/house at the end of that road, and call my aunt.
My mother admitted her full intentions in court.... This would be the second time she attempted something like this..
I still have nightmares about that, I feel something is after us, but my legs won't move. Im on the same dark dirt road.. it's just unnerving still.
It was this that established my strong faith. I knew even at that age, after everything had settled down, and we were given custody to our father, that an angel warned me. It was insticts (naturally) that I responded to this command out of nowhere and with out sitting there questioning it.. I didn't even think about it. ... it saved us.
My mother had some major issues. We didn't understand it then, not until we got older. She was alcoholic, drug addict, suffering from manic depression. Her and my father at this time were having horrible fights..
One friday night, I remember her out of the blue wanting to take Me (9), my brother (2) and my sis (5) to the fair. She never took us anywhere, man, we were excited we were going with her. I remember her seemingly in a good mood that night.
We go to the fair had a great time, I remember winning this micky mouse hat looking thing. Anyway, we got into the car and she started going toward my uncles (her brothers) house instead of our own. He lived way out at end of town down a long dirt road.. We got down there and she parked the car (still on the dirt road in front of his house). She went inside.
I was in front seat, my little brother was lying on my lap, my sister was asleep in back seat. I was just sitting there looking out the passenger side window and I heard this YELL.
Something SCREAMED at me out of nowhere inside the car. It commanded me to "get them and run!"
I can't exactly explain why I didn't hesitate, I just didn't. I remember thinking for a second, and I could still hear the command in my ear. I had to move over to the driver's side door, because the passenger side door wouldn't open. I opened it, I grabbed my brother threw him on the road. Lifted the front seat grabbed my sister (she was fighting me), and told her to run fast. I grabbed Wes, and I ran with him as fast as I could. My sister was aggravating me, because she didn't want to coorperate..she started crying.. she was pissing me off, I felt an overwhelming fear for our lives.. without no explaination-- no reason to think like this. I know I was only nine years old-- but the adrenaline that ran thru me-- it didn't matter.
What I didn't know at that moment was my mother had went inside her brother's house was looking for his shot gun and his shells. SHe had intended to take us all out to the back of his property and shoot us all, including herself.
She can't find us. We are not in the car. She attempts on her self.
I get to the service station/house at the end of that road, and call my aunt.
My mother admitted her full intentions in court.... This would be the second time she attempted something like this..
I still have nightmares about that, I feel something is after us, but my legs won't move. Im on the same dark dirt road.. it's just unnerving still.
It was this that established my strong faith. I knew even at that age, after everything had settled down, and we were given custody to our father, that an angel warned me. It was insticts (naturally) that I responded to this command out of nowhere and with out sitting there questioning it.. I didn't even think about it. ... it saved us.
Hi Sunni, It must have been very difficult for you to tell your story to us, but thank you so much for sharing it...Prayers to you...
QUOTE(truethat @ Jun 3 2007, 02:58 AM) [snapback]1706318[/snapback]
Sometimes the Universe spins around and blessings start dropping all around me. And then I can't help but call on my angels for support because when the timing is just right and you have "faith" for lack of a better word, miracles do happen.
So I'm curious if anyone knows what I mean by this and what you think of it.
So I'm curious if anyone knows what I mean by this and what you think of it.
ah my fav subject - angles
True- You once answered this very same question in another thread, when I asked you about - personal experience.
You said something about - sometimes when good luck happens, you feel that the universe just throws you a ball in your favour. I figured you meant that like it was some kind of lucky coincidence, which made sense.
As a believer, I pray to God to send his gusrdian angles to guide me and my family, to be kept safe always.
Sometimes when I am working hard at something, i pray for them to help me pass it and gain a great result, then when I achieve it, I thank them in return. I can't prove that it was the help of angles, only because i tell myself it was them, due to the fact i want to believe and so I do.
One of the most beautiful stories I have ever read here on UM, was from - Anson kail, she had her lil boy in hospital, he was very ill, and the doctors told her he had something that her other 2 kids died of. This scared her, as he wasn't eating and health was fading fast. That night, she lay next to her son holding him tight, and prayed to God, to send an angle to help her, and told him this ---> God please don't take my only son, you already have 2 of my other kids, I can't bare to loose another, not now, please help me and help my lil boy.
She went on for ages praying, then suddenely, she saw this lil girl walk towards her, the lil girl came close but didn't say anything. She looked at the lil sick baby up and down with her eyes glued to him, then said - All is well now, you need not cry anymore.
Next morning as the doctors were doing their rounds, Anson Kail told us, when they got to her lil boy, he was up and feeding, giggling and laughing away. They were stunned by this, but had to preform tests to check him over. Later they returned, and said it was unreal, something they have never seen happen before, his tests came back all clear, but one doc to be sure took further tests to be 100%. Much later they also came back all clear, it was confirmed, he was no longer ill, and was fit to go home.
She wrote this story a year ago, but it stuck in my mind, because it did touch me, and it didn't sound like something she would make up.
There are certain lil things that can IMO, be classed as lucky coincidences, but then, when I read or hear a story like this, I tend to think WOW could it be true? IMO I can't bring myself to doubt it.
But thats just my opinion
QUOTE(Sunni @ Jun 3 2007, 05:08 AM) [snapback]1706445[/snapback]
(May God rest my mother's soul)
My mother had some major issues. We didn't understand it then, not until we got older. She was alcoholic, drug addict, suffering from manic depression. Her and my father at this time were having horrible fights..
One friday night, I remember her out of the blue wanting to take Me (9), my brother (2) and my sis (5) to the fair. She never took us anywhere, man, we were excited we were going with her. I remember her seemingly in a good mood that night.
We go to the fair had a great time, I remember winning this micky mouse hat looking thing. Anyway, we got into the car and she started going toward my uncles (her brothers) house instead of our own. He lived way out at end of town down a long dirt road.. We got down there and she parked the car (still on the dirt road in front of his house). She went inside.
I was in front seat, my little brother was lying on my lap, my sister was asleep in back seat. I was just sitting there looking out the passenger side window and I heard this YELL.
Something SCREAMED at me out of nowhere inside the car. It commanded me to "get them and run!"
I can't exactly explain why I didn't hesitate, I just didn't. I remember thinking for a second, and I could still hear the command in my ear. I had to move over to the driver's side door, because the passenger side door wouldn't open. I opened it, I grabbed my brother threw him on the road. Lifted the front seat grabbed my sister (she was fighting me), and told her to run fast. I grabbed Wes, and I ran with him as fast as I could. My sister was aggravating me, because she didn't want to coorperate..she started crying.. she was pissing me off, I felt an overwhelming fear for our lives.. without no explaination-- no reason to think like this. I know I was only nine years old-- but the adrenaline that ran thru me-- it didn't matter.
What I didn't know at that moment was my mother had went inside her brother's house was looking for his shot gun and his shells. SHe had intended to take us all out to the back of his property and shoot us all, including herself.
She can't find us. We are not in the car. She attempts on her self.
I get to the service station/house at the end of that road, and call my aunt.
My mother admitted her full intentions in court.... This would be the second time she attempted something like this..
I still have nightmares about that, I feel something is after us, but my legs won't move. Im on the same dark dirt road.. it's just unnerving still.
It was this that established my strong faith. I knew even at that age, after everything had settled down, and we were given custody to our father, that an angel warned me. It was insticts (naturally) that I responded to this command out of nowhere and with out sitting there questioning it.. I didn't even think about it. ... it saved us.
My mother had some major issues. We didn't understand it then, not until we got older. She was alcoholic, drug addict, suffering from manic depression. Her and my father at this time were having horrible fights..
One friday night, I remember her out of the blue wanting to take Me (9), my brother (2) and my sis (5) to the fair. She never took us anywhere, man, we were excited we were going with her. I remember her seemingly in a good mood that night.
We go to the fair had a great time, I remember winning this micky mouse hat looking thing. Anyway, we got into the car and she started going toward my uncles (her brothers) house instead of our own. He lived way out at end of town down a long dirt road.. We got down there and she parked the car (still on the dirt road in front of his house). She went inside.
I was in front seat, my little brother was lying on my lap, my sister was asleep in back seat. I was just sitting there looking out the passenger side window and I heard this YELL.
Something SCREAMED at me out of nowhere inside the car. It commanded me to "get them and run!"
I can't exactly explain why I didn't hesitate, I just didn't. I remember thinking for a second, and I could still hear the command in my ear. I had to move over to the driver's side door, because the passenger side door wouldn't open. I opened it, I grabbed my brother threw him on the road. Lifted the front seat grabbed my sister (she was fighting me), and told her to run fast. I grabbed Wes, and I ran with him as fast as I could. My sister was aggravating me, because she didn't want to coorperate..she started crying.. she was pissing me off, I felt an overwhelming fear for our lives.. without no explaination-- no reason to think like this. I know I was only nine years old-- but the adrenaline that ran thru me-- it didn't matter.
What I didn't know at that moment was my mother had went inside her brother's house was looking for his shot gun and his shells. SHe had intended to take us all out to the back of his property and shoot us all, including herself.
She can't find us. We are not in the car. She attempts on her self.
I get to the service station/house at the end of that road, and call my aunt.
My mother admitted her full intentions in court.... This would be the second time she attempted something like this..
I still have nightmares about that, I feel something is after us, but my legs won't move. Im on the same dark dirt road.. it's just unnerving still.
It was this that established my strong faith. I knew even at that age, after everything had settled down, and we were given custody to our father, that an angel warned me. It was insticts (naturally) that I responded to this command out of nowhere and with out sitting there questioning it.. I didn't even think about it. ... it saved us.
OMG I felt my heart pumping reading this story sunni.........I even lit up a ciggy half way through lol.(hairs on arms and back of my neck stood up) .OMG
..........WOW, something was truly looking out for you, and got through to you and you took notice, you saved your brother and sisters lives that day, including your mothers, cuz she was going to shoot herself too....gosh!!Reading that, was like reading some hollywood movie script........this story will stick in my head now, thats how powerful it is.
Thank god you listed to the screaming voice, otherwise that would have been another tragic story in the newspapers back then.
Makes you wonder about so many different tragedies that have happened, how many may have ignored voices tell them to run for it??
I can't imagine what must have went through your dads mind when he learnt about this
QUOTE(goalienan @ Jun 3 2007, 12:31 PM) [snapback]1706717[/snapback]
Hi Sunni, It must have been very difficult for you to tell your story to us, but thank you so much for sharing it...Prayers to you...
Yes, thank you for sharing.
I believe in Angels. I don't believe they are Cosmic Goody Givers however...I believe they are Living Beings. I think each one of us has a Guardian Angel who interacts in our lives throughout our lives. Guiding our lives to a specific juncture of events. I once saw a guy and a girl on a motorcycle...no helmets...not uncommon either...yet, I felt completely that they were going to both die in a horrible accident. I actually asked God to allow my Guardian Angel to go with them and leave me. I have no idea what happened to them if anything...but I felt completely alone. But then I also wonder...where was their Angel and why do so many instances of parental homicide occur...where are 'their' angels? Very interesting question....Angels.....
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