Angel Stories

How difficult that must have been for you and your wife. Miscarrages are so painful to overcome. So happy to hear you were eventually blessed with 2 daughters. What an extra blessing they must be for you and your wife.

Dream messengers are a real curiousity for me. You must have been very in tune with that pregancy to have that message come to you. Almost like a warning for you to ready your emotions. Just thinking outload. I'm not a dream interpretor but I have been taught to take them seriously as warnings sometimes. Like if an ancestor who has passed on comes to you in your dream we are taught not to talk with them because we may be tempted to go with them.

On the topic of dreams..... my son's father says he dreamt of me and our son about a year before we even met. He says when we met he recalled the dream and was a bit shaken by how exactly I matched the image in his dream. I thought that was pretty cool. I was literally his 'dream woman'. If only for a season.

I also had a dream but only after we'd hooked up. I dreamt of our son and it wasn't until I told him about my dream that he shared with me that his dream about me had included our son as well. Over the years I dreamt other things about his career that did actually come to pass. No question, dreams are powerful and often we don't understand why they come, what they mean and what we are suppose to gleen from them. I think most times it is to prepare us for something or to teach us something about ourselves and where we are at in our lives.

Thanks for sharing coralproper.

Chocolatelover,
Your thoughts about my puppy, were my exact thoughts. Love and faith mixed together is a powerful thing that nothing can stop, as along as it is used for the good. Thank you for your comment about that.

chocolatelover

thanks for the kind reply...it probably was the hardest emotional time my wife and I ever had

That must have been hard. I wonder if the angel in your dream could have been one of your daughters? Maybe she did come to you, only later.

I often think about what it meant...possibly what you said...one does have brown hair & eyes....the angle did not have a actual halo like in the cartoons....just in white ...in bright light

I thought possibly the child we lost before, and also many other different rationalizations....but cant figure nothing that makes since or connects for sure

I have another story..that has to do with a white dove later in life,that used to visit me(in real life) ..possible angle imo...but I don't think people here would believe me but ...so I did not write that one

Go for it coralproper.... its not really important is it that people believe you or not... I'll accept it as your truth even if it sounds unbelieveable. I kind of like the unbelievable personally. Gives me new climpses of the awesomeness of Creator.

Not sure myself if I should share this but taking my own advice I'll take the risk....

Hope this isn't painful for anyone....

When I ws 21 I choose to have an abortion. It was early in the pregnancy so they don't all it an abortion but rather a DNC but to the same end. The death of my baby resulted.

For years I dreamt of my baby. I say him each year getting older. I never really forgave myself for that decision. I never stopped regretting.

Nearly 20 years later I gave birth to a son who is now 14. I stopped having the dreams of the one I let go when he was born. Each year he grews he looks like the son who visited me in my dreams.

I feel grateful.

WOW..thanks for sharing that

I'm not sure of the time frame but probably 6-7 years ago at the job I work....then I worked outside the plant...we have a big roll up door to a narrow room, that we bring transformers to pump out oil if they come in leaking, and we get ALLOT of transformers,so I was out there regular at the time....I was standing just outside the roll up door looking toward the sun and saw a bird way off in the distance heading toward me....it came right in front of the open roll up door and landed...a white dove..at first I wanted to catch it and made it head inside the room...it just walked in...then I started to admire it and other workers came to see it...so I left it alone for the time being as we looked..talked about it

then it flew away..before I could catch it

next day it came back ...and came right in..walking all around under my feet almost,lookig at me..I did not want to catch it this time though..so I kept shewing it away

finally it flew away....

it came back several days doing the same thing just watching me and walking all around under my feet, in my way actually....one day the purchase agent walked by and saw it and asked had I saw a tv show about a angle and dove..I had not...he said you might be touched by a angle

not sure how many times it came back...I'd see it flying from the sky to me......I started to consider it a pet..

then one day it did not show back up...mabey a week or so

till one day I was driving a forlift and it landed on the mast ...a second...when I slowed to stop....then flew away and I never saw it again

I would have considerd the dove a hallucination..but everyone else saw it many times

thats it

Awesome!!! What a treat. Like it came to find you to say goodbye one last time.

It sounds like the bird of peace brought great blessings to you. Brought some of God's love your way. Angel with childlike playfullness. A person doesn't need to stretch their thinking very far to imagine who may have come to fill your heart with some love. The dove is symbolic of many things in many different religious and cultural contexts. Might be something interesting to research. Purity, peace, tracking skills, messenger.... lots of symbolisms to the dove.

Thanks for sharing.....

I was gonna ask about the time frame of 20 years between your sons birth..but then..well I did not want to pry

why so long if you "don't mind" me asking

I personally believe that while angels can take the form of animals, God uses His creation, including animals to give us hope and messages. I believe all things have spirit, and energy, and we can connect with that and them.

In my own life, God "leaves" feathers in my path when I am wondering if I'm on the right path... bird feathers in the strangest of places... and only when I am wondering... or ask for reassurance. Maybe it's an angel that drops them but certainly He uses the bird and the wind too?

"feathers" thats neat

do you pick them up and keep them...just curious

Self impossed punishment, excil from life for the abortion... for starters. Didn't feel deserving of a family. In addition I was terribly wounded from a lost love and I had a history of emotional cycling. I became a workaholic and was very career driven and endured alone the effects of my untreated mental illness -- bi-polar et.al.... you know how it is... they give you one label and its a scrape book collecting game after that.....

I spent the first half of those years searching for and discovering my spirituality, my culture and some healing. I met my son's father at a time when I was finally just reopening my heart to the idea of a relationship. I was slowing down with my career and looking for more from my life then work. We met through work and when we met I knew almost immediately that I was going to have his son someday. Didn't take the thought seriously at first. Thought it was just a silly, girly, flirty thought or something. I think I already mentioned he'd dream of me and our son before we met.

Divine intervention every which way you look. Perhaps it took me that long to forgive myself enough to let God bless me with my hearts desire. I found God during those years of searching in my own wilderness.

I had one miscarriage before my son and I thought I was still being punishment and questioned if I should stay in the relationship. I doubted all the dreams. I questioned my religious and spiritual understandings that I thought had helped me find forgiveness. A couple years later my son was born healthy and strong to a 39 year old mom.

I had another miscarriage when my son was about a year old. I felt the loose deeply because I knew it would be the last chance, but I didn't feel the guilt of punishment. Seems I finally understood what 'everything happens for a reason' really meant.

Even bad choices, life altering choices can be used to draw us closer to knowing the marvel of God's love. Even sad events like miscarriages happen for a reason. Nothing went wrong. It happened for a reason. The blessing may not be obvious right away but it will be clear in its perfect time and when the blessing will be greatest.

thanks..I feel nosy sometimes
you sound content now though

I knew the minute I met my wife I want'd to
marry her and have a family..our first 2 losses made
me feel punished as well,not sure for what though
since I had felt punished all my life practicly
before having children, even as a child

Sometimes.... the illnesses we endure, cope with, overcome, recover from, live with..... give us cause to question our worthiness. Our brain rationalizes that we deserve to be in pain. Deserve to suffer for our sins. Not worthy of God's love or for any forgiveness for our humanness.

When overwhelmed by my illness I feel forsaken and I start to doubt I will ever be free of its effects. I measure myself against others or even more harmful... against my warped standard of a good, worthy, honourable, loveable person... acceptable to God. One not foresaken. One who exudes peace and harmony at every turn. I'm not that person enough of the time and thus feel my sins are punishable.

All I can do to counter the thinking when it comes to consume is to grab hold of the only truth that comforts me. It's not what I do but who I am that causes God to love me. It's not what I do that causes love to live in me. It is the love in me... the God love planted in my soul that causes me to love myself and the world around me. I rest seeing myself and the world as God sees me. As the God of unconditional, eternal, uncomprehendable love. The uncomprehendable gives me the most comfort. It takes faith and only faith to love yourself when all you see is your own ugliness. Unexplainable faith fed by the love that gives my spirt, my heart spiritual peace. Peace that surpasses all understanding and that penetrates even my darkest thinking.

Feeling punishable is easy. Don't have to look far to find reasons to deserve punishment from a limited human consciousness. How much stuff did I contribute to a land fill today so that I could have my breakfast. How much more will I add to get through lunch and dinner and tomorrow and the next day.... How much water did I waste so that I could have a long hot shower. How many people were denied a blessing because I didn't look at them and share the light of Jesus while walking down the street. I mean the list goes on of all the things I do everyday to harm the earth and all that dwell upon it. And all that before I even open my mouth or act in my own interests to make my life easier.

Our mere existance is cause for punishment. Dwelling on being unworthy of blessings, unworthy of heaven -- unworthy of communion with God.... these thoughts keep us from knowing God and accepting his love. The love that ministers peace to us. The love that is the purpose of our existance. His love is the foregiveness we seek. His love gives us cause to reflect light rather than darkness. To offer love not hate. To give what we have and can. To walk in love and in beauty.... no strings attached.

Loving yourself as you are in spirit. Innocent and open. A child finding his/her way to the purity of peace and love. I can find that place in my spirit and I can choose to follow with my thoughts to that place of peace. I seek spiritual guidence with every step I make. Only way I know not to be trapped by my thinking that can separte me from God. By faith I am perfect in the eyes of my God. God does not seek to punish me. He seeks to free me from my compulsion to punish myself.

I used to do a lot of self-harm. I cut, and clawed on myself.... I attempted numerous suicides to try to punish myself. To get free from the pain that consumed all of me. Hurting myself was the only way I could pay for my sins. Transfer the pain that was breaking my heart and destroying my spirit to my physical being. Sadly it worked.... for a while... so long as the scars of my self-harm were there to remind me that I'd paid for my evil. If I could see my punishment I'd feel a little more balanced. But always the guilt, the inner pain came back with even more reasons to need more punishment.

What I learned from Jesus was that I'd never be able to pay for all my sins. I'd never be without sin. But I could be free of giving in to the effects of my inperfections. I could walk in peace with Jesus as my guide. If Jesus went to heaven, then I'll follow him to heaven because he lives in my heart and will guide me there when its time. He guides me now by the love he woke in me, he will guide me through eternity. That is my faith, the closes consciousness I have to what is a true reflection of love.

Bless you..... one of the forgiven.... one whom God seeks closer, more intimate communion with.... Bless you coralproper.....

no one is worthy of a heaven.... those that go are those that have owned God's forgiveness without having earned it. They see the gates of heaven because they are not obsessing about unworthiness but are consumed by forgiveness and love.

Walk in love..........

Hi Sky.... I believe as you do about all of God's creation having spirits, energy that we can connect with if we are open to hearing, seeing and being touched by them.

I live aside a huge rock cliff. I call it my power rock. I see images familiar to my native cultural imagery of human faces, totems, mask... people, animals, birds, fish. Some shapes are easily visible at any time of day while others come and go with the changes of light. Some times the rock face is crowded with images.... other times just a few are discernable to me. My own state of being seems to influence what I see each time I go to draw on the powers.

What a special gift... feathers to guide your path. So soft and gentle, pure and subtle. It sounds like a wonderful union of Creator's elements coming together to bring a blessing to your at your feet... the humblest of places.

Thanks for sharing Sky. It is always a personal blessed to hear how lovingly God guides his created beings into spiritual unity and harmony. Gives one a greater sense of the hope and faith that is God's promise when we see, hear how gently God touches people with intimate expressions of love.

thank you very much,chocolatelover

I always like to read what you write

Yes, I do collect those feathers, and use them in my vision quest smudging arrow.

IDK that they were angels in this story, but certainly God used them. We were a young couple with two sons in diapers and very poor, living in the mountains of the Appalachians, and going to Bible college. We had rented a 4 room "house" and had one car. We needed food. God never let us go hungry, all our college days, and we never had to resort to eating just popcorn or such as other students did . So, in faith, I made a grocery list of everything I needed and wanted for the week, and put it by the door so we could take it with us when we left the next morning.
That night two men from a local church (though I never figured out where it was by the name) came over to visit us. We chatted, had prayer and they left. An hour later they returned... with all the groceries! They had "stolen" the list from the table during prayer I guess? God is good.

I have many new stories, but might as well write the old ones as I recall them.

Again, I won't say it wasn't the hand of God, but perhaps at least angels in this. Travelling in an old dodge through W 60 highway (mountainous and on the side of most mountains, two lane, no guard rails, sheer drops) and as it began to be dusk, a light icy rain began to fall. Slowed the car down, and went about a turn right in front of the welcome center at the State line (TN/NC?) the car began spinning. Of course, as happens with God and His time/space continuum, things went into slow motion for us. We ended up ok, just slightly off the grass in the welcome center.

The driver asked me, Were you scared? As he began again on the road... "No," I said, "but if it were to happen HERE..." and immediately the car went into another spin...this time no grassy area no welcome center lot...just sheer drop... and there was NO controlling the car. Where the other cars on the road went, I cannot say... what kept us on the road... well... I know for sure it was God's will.

It was my turn to drive the van full of ball players on our way to a tournament. Everyone but me and my co-pilot was sleeping during our shift in the middle of the night. The two lane highway gently wound through the mountains allowing speeds of 80 to 100km per hour. I was probably travelling on the high or higher side of the bar because the road was very familiar and there wasn't much traffic.

We came around a corner to be greeted by a herd of cattle crossing the road. A solid mass of beef filled the headlights. Just when we should have crashed head on into five layers of big cows a gap opened up to reveal a path for the van to swerve its way through the herd. While the quick movement caused others to stir in the back it was the explitives of my copilot that really got their attention. I was meanwhile thanking the angels for guiding our way. Only the two of us who witnessed the parting of the cows really knew how close our team came to disaster that night under the late summer stars.

Oh yes! These are what are known as "traveling" mercies, as they are asked for when praying before beginning a trip. I think many people will begin to recall their own, if we can continue to share.

Sky, I am reminded of a country song, when reading your story,by Carrie Underwood "Jesus take the wheel".

Have you heard it ?

Yes I am familiar with that song...it is really a good one for those who aren't following Christ to use to find a point to turn to Him.