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WATERSPROUT SAID

My Aunt is a BIG Angel fan and my Mom had bought her a book about Angels... In this book there are peoples testimony's about their experiences and they are so beautiful and have made me cry! So I thought I would share some of them with you.

ALARM BELLS

Fall had settled over the community in a blaze of glory:Maples, oaks with their purplish brown leaves, the hawthorns with red berries clumped at the end of the branches.

It may have been the dry summer or the dusty, dry fall now under way that unleashed all the germs early, but it was the worst flu season in memory. Newscasters were predicting one of the worst winters for illnesses.

It had hit Sara the week before Halloween.

She had been sidelined for two days with a headache, cough, and fever. Finally, she had gone to the doctor, who, while he sympathized, was himself sneezing up a storm. He sent her home with pills and potions that ''knocked her out'', as she put it.

''At least while you're sleeping, you won't be coughing,'' said her husband sympathetically, pulling on his work gloves and hunting for the matches. ''You rest'', he advised. There was very little wind that day, and he was going out to rake and burn the leaves while he slept. ''When I come in, I'll fix you a nice supper,'' he promised.

Sara smiled to herself as she lay down on the couch, pulling the quilt up to her chin. Her husband's idea of fixing a nice supper was opening a can of soup, heating the contents, and serving it on a tray with crackers arranged around the soup bowl like sunflower petals! But at least he was thoughtful and caring. That's what gave the soup he offered that special taste, that little extra something.

For 35 years he had been doing such thoughtful things. She was a lucky lady, if you believed half the tales you saw on TV or read in magazines. Or, she had to admit sadly, even if she listened to some of her friends.

Succumbing to the medicines pull, she drifted off into a a deep, drug induced slumber with a smile on her face thinking of this special man puttering around the backyard with bhis rake and wagon. He loved being busy. Retirement had not slowed him down a bit; it just gave him more time to think up projects to accomplish.

Sara was sound asleep when someone started pounding on her back door. Groggily, she got to her feet. ''I'm coming,'' she called, pulling on her bathrobe. In her confused haste, Sara tripped over her quilt. She gathered it in nher arms to avoid falling.

''Hurry'' shouted the person at the door. When she opened it, however, there was no one there.... Only her husband out by the road burning leaves in the ditch. As she watched, he lost his balance and fell into the flames.

He couldn't get up.

It was as if Sara's bathrobe had wings. She got to the fire in time to pull him to safety and wrap him in the quilt she had been dragging.

''No'' he told her later at the hospital, ''I didn't see anybody in the yard or on the porch coming to get you. It was just my lucky day that you woke up when you did.''

They held hands.... until the nurse brought him his supper: Soup that Sara fed him, after she had blessed it with a prayer for it's nourishment and with a thank you to the angel who had given her more time with her husband here on earth.

ANNEB SAID

I'm a believer. How else could I explain the force that pulled me upright and steadied me (and the laundry basket I was holding) when, at 8 months pregnant, I fell down the steep and narrow stone steps in my mother's basement? There was nobody there, and no room for a second person anyway. If I had gone down I would have been dreadfully injured. I'll never forget that help and I am grateful for it.
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LEANN SAID

Thanks for sharing that Watersprout, I enjoyed it very much.

AGUEST SAID

"Stuff" like this happens ALL the time, dear one (the greatest of love and peace to you!)... yet, there are the skeptics. I remember I was once driving in thick fog on the freeway late one night when I heard a sharp voice literally order me to "Change lanes, NOW!"

I was going pretty fast, even in the fog (I have a lead foot - blush) and rather than obey or even slow down I remember thinking, "Huh, what? Change lan...?" and then, right out of the fog, a HUGE xmas tree was lying full across my lane and the one to the right! I immediately swerved abruptly and just missed being hit by a semi! But... I missed that tree! Thing is... I was up on a VERY high ramp/overpass at the time. Had I hit that tree... well...

Anyway, thank you for that account, as you KNOW I'm a "believer" and NOT just "because"... but due to the evidence shown ME! Like missing a xmas tree in the road... and avoiding great injury, if not death... because a voice told me to change lanes!

Peace to you!

Your servant, sister, and fellow slave of Christ,

SA

WATERSPROUT SAID

There are loads more stories but i'm too tired to type now *yawn* I will get typing tomorrow.

I have had loads of experiences to, some little, some HUGE! It's just lovely to hear of other's experiences

Shel that is one scary tree experience, I would have had to pull over and have a strong drink... PLus like you I have a lead foot LOL! Because I live in the middle of nowhere, I have to drive around narrow, bendy roads so I ahve to crawl along... The first weekend I was down here I was going slow but hit some horse manure skidded out of control, hit the stone wall and my tyre exploded :S I now irritate any drivers behing me as I literally crawl.

Peace

AGUEST SAID

When you get situated, dear WS (the greatest of love and peace to you!)... we're coming to visit! I hear there's some awesome bookstores in your country... and it will blow my bibliophile of a dear husband's MIND! We're coming, one day, luv, so make sure you land where's there an extra room (or tell dear Phebes she might have to camp out with dear Sid - LOLOL!).

Peace!

YSSFS of Christ,

SA

WATERSPROUT SAID

Shelby you are MORE than welcome to come visit and stay with us when we are settled.

The bookshops here are fab, suits my bookworm tendancies to the ground

Peace my sister

WILLIAM SAID

What a refreshing story. I do believe there are angels, too. But, mostly it's the demon encounters I recall vividly. Most recently:

My washing machine overflowed and I was not aware of it happening until there was about 2" of water covering the basement floor. When I discovered what was happening I ran down the stairs and shut off the water valves to stop the water from flowing into the overflowing washer. And then unplugged the machine. I called ServiceMaster and they came right away (it was like 10 or 11 at night) and they pumped out the basement and washer. There was no water in the washer when I went to bed AND the water valves were in the off position.

Next morning I woke up to find the washer full to the top with water. One more drip and it would have overflowed. There is no earthly reason how that could have happened. I remember speaking out loud, "I don't know who you are or what you want But I AM NOT hauling my dirty laundry to the Laundromat ever again!"

I walked over to the washer, plugged it in and set the cycle on drain. It drained and ever since has been working properly.

The water demon is still in the house, though. In fact, I just had the plumber here today to make sure all the pipes are good before I replace the entire sheetrock ceiling in the kitchen. The bastard demon blew a hole in a pipe a few weeks ago and I had to rip out the ceiling to access the repair. Seriously, the plumber who came to repair the leak told me it looked like someone put a hacksaw to the pipe. Never seen anything like it.

I'm almost afraid to put up the new sheetrock.

I need an Angel.

NAMBO SAID

Funny enough, only today some of the guys at work where recounting such Spiritual help in their lives, and I submitted the following.

Now, in my flat, in the bathroom, there is an electric heater, its turned on by a switch in the hall that illuminates a red light to show its on.

In the years before I decorated and removed that heater, I only once turned it on to see if it worked, (it did and smelt of burning dust), I never once turned it on again, and certainly not in the summer which is when the following happened, ie, that red light is NEVER on.


So, I had decorated the front room, I had had the electric wires insulated with electrical tape and was now ready to remove the tape, and wire my new brass sockets to the wires, this would necessitate me handling bare electrical wires.

So I went to the main switch and turned it off.

However, just as Iam starting to unravel the insulating tape to handle the bare wires, my line of sight caught that red light in the hall, and it was on!, indicating that the circuit was still live!
And when I tried the lights, they still came on!
That main switch for the houses electrical supply was faulty, it hadnt opened the connection internally!

So, to sum up, something illuminated a red light that wasnt even turned on, just to show me that the electrical circuit I was about to handle was still live!

ANNEB SAID


Speaking for myself, I wish I remembered experiences like this more often, especially when I'm "down".

The helper is always there, if I would only realize it...and if I realized it, maybe I could access more help!
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Everything that I believe today is subject to change as I acquire knowledge, perspective, and direction. I'm on a journey and this is a journal...