One day I was walking down that inside staircase and tripped and fell about half way down. I was pretty shaken up at the bottom when a dog came inside from the open door and came up to me and I hugged that sweet dog and when I felt better I let him go and he walked away. I had never seen that dog before and never since although I spent a lot of time in that neighborhood. No one will ever convince me that that dog was not an angel with fur. It was such an emotional event that I'll never forget it.
Reminds me of a like event.
When the boys were small, they and their mom would walk thru town to a friend's place.
One time they were walking back, by the laundromat when a strange man approached them, asked where the laundromat was.
They pointed, kept walking.
He followed them.
They passed a house that had a huge St Bernard sleeping on the porch.
When my wife and kids walked by, he raised his head, came out the gate and followed them, about a mile, between them and the stranger...all the way home.
Then turned and walked away.
Dogs don't just do that.
I believe it also. Its a part of me just knowing that angels are watching over me, guiding me and helping me on this journey.I have heard that a fallen white feather is
an Angel who has come to look over you
and is telling you that he/she is there.
Mike.
Toffee...one day my hub, and our business partner were driving out for lunch. The partner was driving and I was sitting in the front seat beside him. For some reason, I felt someone take my arm - like a reflex action - and fling it across his chest, which made him immediately slow down and almost stop.love the thread -and I truly believe in them 'they come in all shapes even a animal ...the closest I got to one nxt to me --was driving to my sis in the nxt county - not much on the road 'was doing about 50mph- then wham the car stopped dead in front of me 'knew for split second iam going to be dead or injured ' then felt like I was asleep and woke' the car in front that stopped was far up the road nearly out of sight -weird' but I knew someone was nxt to me that day!
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My take...its Karma with a capitol K. We are here for different reasons and timeframes and challenges. If you don't believe than you just don't believe. Its always your call. Went through those questions many years ago and the answers that came to me in dreams and mental visions were so profound it completely changed my life.I don't believe nor disbelieve, but do have to wonder at how these stories spin out, human nature being what it is. When people claim to be "saved" by God's blessings, divine providence, angels, etc., they loudly proclaim it and give the glory to God. I get that. As a frail species we are well aware of the mortal dangers that lurk around every corner and are enormously relieved when we think we've cheated fate.
But what about the children who don't have dogs or humans suddenly intervene, and meet terrible endings at the hands of those evil strangers?
What about the freak accidents that would have resulted in a survivable injury instead of blindness, full paralysis, or death, if only a few seconds or millimeters difference had occurred?
What about the victims who didn't manage to escape the bullets of those mass shooters?
What about the people who showed up to work on time and went down in the World Trade Center, or boarded those planes?
Were their angels taking the day off? Did God opt to not shed His blessings on them because he didn't care or love them as much?
Aye, there's the rub.
I tend to look at it from another angle.What about the victims who didn't manage to escape the bullets of those mass shooters?
What about the people who showed up to work on time and went down in the World Trade Center, or boarded those planes?
Were their angels taking the day off? Did God opt to not shed His blessings on them because he didn't care or love them as much?
It is said when you get a thought that feels like its just been "dropped" into you head, where guidance or understanding is concerned, its the angels speaking.I've heard too many stories like some of the ones here not to believe. I have myself experienced moments when I listened to that still small voice in my head, and in doing so, avoided some bad things. And if I'm wrong, where's the harm? And if I'm right, and angels do exist, how cool is that?!
I was raised as a Catholic, read about other religions, became an Agnostic, then became an Atheist but decided that the human body and the whole Universe is too complex to have just ''happened''. So then read about Deism and am now firmly ensconced as a Deist. It's the only ''religion'' that explains the fact of why there is so much beauty and goodness and so much pain and crimes and disasters in the world. Our founding fathers were mostly Deists.Well put StarSong. If you believe in a god, then you must accept that they are responsible for the bad things as well as the good.
Most of my life I've said from time to time, "Hmm maybe that was an angel", knowing that they look like ordinary human beings. But 3 months ago, for the first time, I was absolutely positive, without a doubt that I encountered 3 Angels, one female and 2 males...all on the same day, 7/11/2019. All at different times of the day and 3 different locations. All looking like regular human beings.Yes, in the Bible New Testament it says “Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” Hmmm.
I don't believe nor disbelieve, but do have to wonder at how these stories spin out, human nature being what it is. When people claim to be "saved" by God's blessings, divine providence, angels, etc., they loudly proclaim it and give the glory to God. I get that. As a frail species we are well aware of the mortal dangers that lurk around every corner and are enormously relieved when we think we've cheated fate.
But what about the children who don't have dogs or humans suddenly intervene, and meet terrible endings at the hands of those evil strangers?
What about the freak accidents that would have resulted in a survivable injury instead of blindness, full paralysis, or death, if only a few seconds or millimeters difference had occurred?
What about the victims who didn't manage to escape the bullets of those mass shooters?
What about the people who showed up to work on time and went down in the World Trade Center, or boarded those planes?
Were their angels taking the day off? Did God opt to not shed His blessings on them because he didn't care or love them as much?
Aye, there's the rub.No to all. We have free will and our paths are all different and lead us into our own situations. I believe we all have different contracts with God when we enter this world to perfect out souls. Therefore people move in and out of our lives as they complete their own contracts. Angels help us along the way. Has nothing to do with God giving his blessings to some and not others.
Still love that movie!!! One of my favorite angels!
Still love that movie!!! One of my favorite angels!
I don't believe nor disbelieve, but do have to wonder at how these stories spin out, human nature being what it is. When people claim to be "saved" by God's blessings, divine providence, angels, etc., they loudly proclaim it and give the glory to God. I get that. As a frail species we are well aware of the mortal dangers that lurk around every corner and are enormously relieved when we think we've cheated fate.
But what about the children who don't have dogs or humans suddenly intervene, and meet terrible endings at the hands of those evil strangers?
What about the freak accidents that would have resulted in a survivable injury instead of blindness, full paralysis, or death, if only a few seconds or millimeters difference had occurred?
What about the victims who didn't manage to escape the bullets of those mass shooters?
What about the people who showed up to work on time and went down in the World Trade Center, or boarded those planes?
Were their angels taking the day off? Did God opt to not shed His blessings on them because he didn't care or love them as much?
Aye, there's the rub.
God created the universe and then walked away and let them be.
Wow Lara, those are some experiences, you have been very luckyMost of my life I've said from time to time, "Hmm maybe that was an angel", knowing that they look like ordinary human beings. But 3 months ago, for the first time, I was absolutely positive, without a doubt that I encountered 3 Angels, one female and 2 males...all on the same day, 7/11/2019. All at different times of the day and 3 different locations. All looking like regular human beings.
I had prayed 1 or 2 days before, "God, show me your presence in a BIG way so that I will know for sure you're really with me." I forgot about my prayer until 1 or 2 days later 7/11/19 after I encountered 3 angels.
1. The first angel was at 8:30am (I'm using age and race in descriptions of all 3 angels because I think the diversity of the angels is significant in knowing God loves us all equally and unconditionally...angels aren't all white with wings). I had never seen "Robin" before at our local grocery store (name was on her name tag) but the 30something pretty black female cashier, during checkout, said something to me that was a reminder of how God wants me to think always and forever.
I was so upset about a big tall strong muscular fit young man who had parked in a handicapped spot with no handicapped stickers on his high-off-the-ground shiny black truck. He checked out in front of me, then when I checked out, I ranted to Robin, the cashier, about the man. She smiled and calmly said, "Well, I just say God bless him. God is watching him so I don't have to. He's watching me, and you, and everyone." I said "Yes, and Lord knows I've done a few wrong things in my life." Robin said, "There you go, haven't we all." I said, "Thank you for the reminder". And she smiled that pretty smile and said, "We all need to remind each other don't we". I didn't remember my prayer from 1 or 2 days earlier.
2. The second angel at noon was a white male senior with faded jeans, plaid shirt, and mussed white hair, who came to me in the middle of a large store to say "Is this your money?" Unbeknownst to me, my purse was unzipped when I got out of my car in the big parking lot and it all fell to the ground. He had no cart and not holding any items to purchase. Then he disappeared before I could get his name. I still didn't remember my prayer from 1 to 2 days earlier.
3. The third angel at 4pm saved my life. Same day. I took 4 dogs to an old fenced-in track & field that was hidden and abandoned behind a closed school. It couldn't be seen from the road. I saw an old car parked near the field but no one inside. I scanned the fenced in field and not a soul was around (sometimes others run, walk dogs, etc) so I let all the dogs off their leashes, shut the fence gate, then ran and played ball with the dogs. Still not seeing anyone around.
It was 90 degrees and humid. The asphalt track was about 6" higher than the grass field so I tripped over the asphalt edge while running fast and my whole body fell hard onto the asphalt...flat on my face. I had a very painful broken shoulder, black eye, cut lip and elbow, blood and bruises all over, 2 hurt knees, ...and I couldn't move. My phone was in the car at the other end of the track & field. All of a sudden a man sat up who was laying on his back in the grass (even with the sun beating down and 90 degrees). He was maybe from a Caribbean island, maybe Trinidad. He had brown skin, a Jamaican type accent, very thin but firm muscle definition like a runner and dressed like a runner. He was gentle, kind, and that same beautiful smile that Robin, the cashier, had in the morning encounter. I told him he couldn't lift me because of my broken arm. He said, "That's no problem for me" and he took my good arm and pulled me up. I didn't feel it and I felt light as a feather while he pulled me up. I stared at my good arm in amazement that I didn't feel him pulling me up.
He said "I can do anything for you, just ask me". I couldn't drive. I couldn't gather up all the dogs. I could barely walk. He offered to drive me home in my car, and then walk himself 2 miles back to the track in the 90 degree heat. He said, "That's no problem for me." Finally, I said if you can get the dogs in the car, I will try to drive one-handed while you follow behind me in your car in case I can't drive (yes that old car was his). He did. I trusted him completely which surprised me. When we got to my house I asked him to get the 4 dogs in the house for me. He did but was careful not to enter further than the doorway. He was leaving when I offered him money. He laughed (as if that was a preposterous idea) while shaking his head no. I asked him for his name and he only said his first name. I only knew Robins first name too. All of a sudden, I remembered my prayer from 1 or 2 days ago.
Yes, I've heard people say, "Be careful what you pray for" but I'm grateful for the pain and suffering becuase I've experience God's presence and my relationship is stronger for it. For the next 2 months God has repeatedly shown me His presence while helping me and teaching me, but I won't go on and on. Or is it too late for that![]()