by: Cyndi Hall (Tnmoom@theshadowlands.net)
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The Holy Bible refers to different types of angels, with varying duties. Some angels are guides, some protectors,and others are messengers of the Lord. Angels are also recorded in the Koran. “You shall see the angels circling around the throne, giving glory to their Lord. Many people, soldiers included, claim to have seen “Warrior angels leading them into battle. They feel comforted and stronger knowing they have celestial help. Angels are believed to watch over us, some believe they are with us from birth to death. They say we are assigned an angel to guide and protect us throughout our lives. The word Seraphim (singular is Seraph) is taken from the fiery imagery often associated with the Presence of God. See Isaiah 6:2 - Cherubim
are represented as guardians with many wings. Thrones have been depicted as wearing stoles
and kneeling before God. Archangels are the third group of angels that includes the principalities, protectors of nations, and the angles who protect humans.> The word Archangel is found in 1 Thessalonians 4:16-For the Lord Himself will come down from Heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and the trumpet call of God and the dead in Christ will rise first. |
Gabriel is the angel of the
enunciation, in Daniel 8:15-26 and Uriel is said to be the angel of death, who was also thought to be the angel of transformation. He is believed to be standing by people on the verge of death. > |
I have a friend who was
hiking in the They were many miles away
from the nearest person and were walking around a reservoir filled with water.
The three year old said she wanted to go play in the water. The Daddy explained
to her that the sides of the reservoir were very steep and she couldn't wade in
because those sides were too steep. The water also got deep very quickly and he
explained that she didn’t know how to swim. The little girl understood
and they walked on around the reservoirs edge. In less than a minute, the girl
tripped and rolled down the steep bank 5 to 10 feet and into the water. She
struggled, and with each panicked move swept farther out in the water. My
friend (Daddy) raced down. He stood in the water and reached as far as he
could, but the little girl was just inches out of his reach. She was quickly
moving away from shore. My friend (Daddy) stepped
farther into the water this time, and with water up to his waist, his feet
slipped in the steep reservoir bottom. His little girl slipped just inches out
of his reach. He took another step into the water, the steep decline this time
caused the water to be up to his shoulders. Just as he grasped her hand, his
feet slipped, however, his little girl clung to him. His head and his one year
olds head went under the water. He kicked with all his might, but couldn't get
his head above the water. He felt they all three would
drown and he desperately prayed. “God, help me!" He raised his right hand
in a desperate effort toward the shore and felt a strong hand grasp his. My
friend (Daddy) was yanked up out of the water with his two daughters. They were
taken up the 10 feet to the flat land above the reservoir. They were all saved! My
friend (Daddy) was laying there holding his daughters and quickly turned over
to see who had miraculously saved him. No one was there. The shore was empty.
They were the only people within miles. He knew then, that they had been saved
by an Angel. God had heard his prayer!
It was Christmas Eve and I
was driving to a friend's house during the hectic, Los Angeles rush-hour. The
night was pitch black and raining so hard that visibility was nil. The three
lanes of traffic on congested La Cienega Blvd were stopped for a red light and
my tiny white sports car was the last in a very long line of vehicles. I was in
the far left lane, wedged next to a 2 foot high cement island, casually looking
through my rear view mirror at the reflection of the street lights and holiday
decorations on the dark, shiny wet street behind me. All of a sudden I saw the
three cars. There was one in each lane speeding towards the stopped traffic,
exceeding the speed where they could safely stop. The cars suddenly slammed on
their brakes and started sliding and swerving all over the road as they
attempted to stop. I knew for certain that my
car would be hit and having no way to escape it, murmured, "Please, God,
help me", as I braced myself for the impact. I kept looking through the
mirror and watched the cars approach. Unexpectedly, I felt a very gentle, soft
tap at the back of my car followed by a slight lifting sensation but didn’t see
a car hit me. I then heard the crash of the cars slamming into each other. I
waited a few moments for the dust to settle and then got out of my car to see
what had happened and give assistance if anyone needed help. As I exited, I was surprised
to find my car sitting on the cement island. I had not felt enough of an impact
to have moved that far, plus the car was exactly parallel to its original
position. It was as if it had been lifted up and moved three or four feet to
the left then gently set down. It seemed slightly strange but at the time I
really didn't give it much thought. Fortunately, no one was
physically hurt. However, there was considerable damage to several of the
stopped cars and the three cars that had hit them. What amazed me was that
everyone wanted to know how I was and how much damage my car had suffered. I
said I was fine and that nothing had happened to me or my car, because I wasn’t
hit. With that statement, fifteen people stared at me with disbelief, asking
"What do you mean nothing happened to you? We saw your car fly
through the air! You got hit harder than any one else." We all walked to
my car and observed that there was not one scratch or mark on it, and also
realized that the position of my car was against all possible laws of physics. I was thankful that there
were so many witnesses to this incident because it opened my eyes to the
miracle that had just taken place. From my perspective nothing happened and I
wasn’t hit. After the others told me what they saw. I realized that a force had
protected me by lifting my car out of harm's way. Although I didn’t see or hear
anything, I know the gentle tap and lift that I felt had to have been from my
Guardian Angel. My Guardian Angel on Highway
15 A couple of nights ago I was
driving home late at night down the number 15 freeway. It was around 11:30 p.m.
My son was lying down on the back seat with his head on the opposite side of my
seat. I started growing very
sleepy and was having a difficulty keeping my eyes open. Just as I started to
drift off I felt fingers around my left arm and a gentle squeeze. I was
startled awake and said, "Nick, what are you doing!" I looked around
quickly and realized at that time that my son was sound asleep and his hands
were not in reaching distance of me. |