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Stories About Angels

This is where we will be putting all the stories or experiences you have had with angels. If you have any please email them to me so I can put them on this page.

There's this one stoplight in town that always catches me on red. For years, I've played a game with myself, trying to get through it on green. But it never happens. Then, one night, as I approached the intersection.... Finally! I could tell I was going make it. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a bright, a beautiful light appeared before my car. I have no words to describe what I saw. It looked like a person surrounded by a glowing light, the palms of both hands outstretched in a gesture that clearly communicated: Stop! I was so stunned that I sat motionless as the light seemed to engulf my car, and stop it, just as another car came flying through the intersection. That car would have hit me! I realized, as the light faded away. And I sat there, in my stopped car,dumbfounded. Somehow, my stick shift had been placed in neutral and the hand brake was pulled straight up. And as the light turned red, a wave of peace washed over me. I began to cry, realizing: I've had an encounter with an ANGEL.

In late 1997 and early 1998 I had been smelling a oil/gas/smoke mixture at the back part of my house for about four months.  I had a designated smoking room away from the children in this area.  There were times when myself or others did not have access to matches or a lighter so the cigarettes were lit from the stove or toaster and carried to the smoking room but for these months this was not the case.  In fact smoking was designated to the outdoors. I had asked numerous family members including my elderly grandfather who had renovated the 200 year old family home in the 1960's if they were smelling the same thing that I had and all except my son's father had stated they could not smell anything. On and around February 8, 1998 at 5:30am I awoke to the downstairs fire alarm.  I ran down the stairs and at the fourth one from the bottom I looked from the music room into the living room and all I saw was thick, black smoke.  I then ran back upstairs called my mother, my landlord, and calmly told her the situation.  She told me to leave the house immediately.  My three year old son was sleeping in my room for the night and all of our winter footwear etc. was downstairs so I proceeded to put on my spring shoes, jacket and wrapped my son in a comforter walked down the stairs and closed the front door. I walked up the driveway to my grandfathers' house on a sheet of ice in my spring shoes carrying my son talking to my son calmly telling him that we would be going to his great-grandfathers for awhile and isn't it pretty in the morning.  I knock at the door but my grandparents were awake explained the situation then my grandfather left to enter my house went in and turned off the furnace opened the windows and doors and billows of smoke came out.  In fact when he returned he was coughing and sputtering with red eyes.  The house was aired for two days. He asked if the smoke was upstairs I said no, he said that there was alot of smoke and strong fumes and said I was lucky that nothing was lit and I had gotten out.  My guardian angel kept me calm, kept the smoke away from the stairs, allowed me to walk on a sheet of ice some distance, my grandparents were up early, kept my grandfather safe when he entered the house and alerted me beforehand that there was a problem, and I had absolutely no smoke damage. I felt that I was guided and protected.  I felt as though someone had taken me in their arms and carried my son and I the night of February 8, 1998 and for this I am truly thankful to my guardian Angel or Angels. ~Catherin M~

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