Angels

[InabrawSaluyot]

I am reading a book about angels, and man, I think me, too, was excited when you read their angelic encounters, and wish you can feel that experience too. Have you ever wish that you can see an angel? According to the Author, every human will encounter an angel at least once in their lifetime. Have you been fascinated by these heavenly creatures?

[Alistair]

Have you seen "City Of Angels?"

[jedi]

Angels are all around us.
They roam the world in many forms.

In my case, I believe I have encountered an angel at a time when I met my fiance'.
She lit up my world and lifted my downed spirits when no one else could.

Don't wanna be sentimental but I just want to relate how I encountered an "angel". An angel doesn't have to have wings. Or halo over her/his head.

As long as someone has turned your life over (be it good or bad), I think he/she is an angel - in human form.

And if that's not an angel - I don't know what it is :lol:

[InabrawSaluyot]

How to detect angels:

1. In traditional form...

a. they bring peace, joy, wonder and happiness and other positive feelings
b. they are robed in white/gold/yellow, sometimes orange or green, whether plain or in combination, and most of their robes are made of silk and cotton
c. they may/not have wings
d. they may/not have have halos
e. they have a very bright light around them, bringing lights to the rooom where they appeared.
f. they are males, muscularly built, and about 8 to 10 feet high
g. when they appear, they usually do comforting acts like carressing, laughing, stretching their arms...
h. they beautiful, smiling faces
i. their appearance lasts only for a few minutes
j. Sometimes you can hear God or Jesus Christ speaking to you, literally
k. Angels speak a few words only

2. In human form
a. they appear in unexpected places, in unexpected times, you'll be a bit surprised
b. they are really human-like (Hard to detect if they're angels)
c. if they speak, they suddenly strike a conversation, which leads to the topic about praising God, or anything theological
d. they do normal things humans do while he is in your view
e. while conversing and even after the him, you'll feel peace, joy and happiness
f. encouragement is their main purpose
g. they do (but most of the time don't) disappear before your eyes.
h. if they don't strike a conversation, what they do is to help and encourage, but speak very few words
i. they always smile

Those are the kinds of angels according to appearance. Mamaya naman ay ipopost ko how to feel the unseen angels. :)

[Myrna]

I believe in angels..and I can feel their presence everytime...Angles may not come when you call them, but they are always there when we need them...If we were all a little more like angels, the world would be a heavenly place....I have experienced some unexplainable things ..and I know my guardian angel helped me...first...when I took my Teachers Board..would you belive that my seat number was 13?..and they always say..thats a bad number?...well I said a prayer and asked my guardian angel to help me.. and I passed! second.. I never ever thought of marrying an American... I only asked my guardian angel to help me find a good husband that I can share my life forever...two months after, a lady from church introduced me to my hubby....after two years we were married! I do have a lot more but it will take lots and lots of space...so.. my friends..do you believe in angles?

[los_ilocanoz]

angels doesn't rily exist but just lyk other beliefs,they were created thru our imaginations by our parents who told us that their were agels besides us to guard us fr. evil...

[dynamiclinklibrary]

angels doesn't rily exist but just lyk other beliefs,they were created thru our imaginations by our parents who told us that their were agels besides us to guard us fr. evil...
Do you believe in God?

[los_ilocanoz]

angels doesn't rily exist but just lyk other beliefs,they were created thru our imaginations by our parents who told us that their were agels besides us to guard us fr. evil...
Do you believe in God?

u?

[sweet_sentiments]

InabrawSaluyot: may i know the title of the book ur reading about angels?

thanks!

[juVans]

angels doesn't rily exist but just lyk other beliefs,they were created thru our imaginations by our parents who told us that their were agels besides us to guard us fr. evil...


How about the FALLEN ANGELS? Do they exist too? Or another fabrications of our forefathers supertitious beliefs?

[juVans]

I always see ANGELS. Yes, it's true! You can, too.

But how?

I'll tell you exactly how.

Make sure you have 50php. Then, go to the nearest sari]sari store, look for Nana Baket and ask for Ginebra San Miguel, either bilog or kuatro kantos.

Once you have it, look for the cover immediately.

Now tell me if I you do not see an Angel. (hahaha)

[FlushedMX]

I have an uncle who is an "Angel" - if you know what I mean :)

[Anakin Skywalker]

Adda pay angel nga taga-Laoag, ni Angel Respicio. Sikat nga angel deta.

[FlushedMX]

Hehehehe, su met pay la tay kunakon :hb:

[daguerrson]

Idiay Los Angeles, California ti kaaduan ti angel. :wink:

[MHTS]

Idiay Los Angeles, California ti kaaduan ti angel. :wink:

apo Daguer, awan ti angels didiayen, Lost da aminen isu nga Los Angeles.. :lol: :lol:

Diay Plipinas ad-ado. Diay Angeles City san tattay?

[Myrna]

Idiay Los Angeles, California ti kaaduan ti angel. :wink:

apo Daguer, awan ti angels didiayen, Lost da aminen isu nga Los Angeles.. :lol: :lol:

Diay Plipinas ad-ado. Diay Angeles City san tattay?Okey dayta a..... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

[auree]

My friend say I'm an angel, coz i send her to school then help her to get to Canada. Ngaun andoon na siya. So i am so happy, kc at least natulungan ko siya..... well they say angels comes in many shapes and forms. Kailan kaya ako makahanap ng angel ko?

[touchstone]

Idiay Los Angeles, California ti kaaduan ti angel. :wink:

apo Daguer, awan ti angels didiayen, Lost da aminen isu nga Los Angeles.. :lol: :lol:

Diay Plipinas ad-ado. Diay Angeles City san tattay?Okey dayta a..... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

[kinky]

Ya I believe an angel.

[auree]

Ya I believe an angel.

ala ngarud Kinky, sinno ti angel mo :wink: :wink: :wink:

[kinky]

Ket diay angel ko ah.

[touchstone]

Ya I believe an angel.

ala ngarud Kinky, sinno ti angel mo :wink: :wink: :wink:

sana mag-dilang anghel kayong dalawa...hihihihi :lol: :lol: :lol: :wink:

[daguerrson]

Haven't seen an angel that has wings and in white apparel but maybe I have seen one. I just did not recognize him/her in her ordinary-looking guise when he/she was in the act of helping people in difficult situations, leading little children and saving people's lives.

[Myrna]

I am old but I believe in angels.......as they say it comes in different shapes, sizes and color....Anyone who helps you grow is an angel..Angels don't fall out from the sky....they come from within...sometimes...your best friend is actually a guardian angel in disguise :)

[auree]

Ya I believe an angel.

ala ngarud Kinky, sinno ti angel mo :wink: :wink: :wink:

sana mag-dilang anghel kayong dalawa...hihihihi :lol: :lol: :lol: :wink:


Sana.....he he he :wink: :wink: :wink:

[auree]

I am old but I believe in angels.......as they say it comes in different shapes, sizes and color....Anyone who helps you grow is an angel..Angels don't fall out from the sky....they come from within...sometimes...your best friend is actually a guardian angel in disguise :)


Totoo yan, Mng Myrna..... :wink: :wink:

[lelet]

I am old but I believe in angels.......as they say it comes in different shapes, sizes and color....Anyone who helps you grow is an angel..Angels don't fall out from the sky....they come from within...sometimes...your best friend is actually a guardian angel in disguise :)

i strongly agree with you manang...

[daguerrson]

I am old but I believe in angels.......as they say it comes in different shapes, sizes and color....Anyone who helps you grow is an angel..Angels don't fall out from the sky....they come from within...sometimes...your best friend is actually a guardian angel in disguise :)

i strongly agree with you manang...


Hmmmmm. . . . Some food for thought.

[Myrna]

I am believer of angels...today...I wanted to paint my big angel...(I collect figurines and statues of angels big or small) we placed her infront of our new house...it is a very heavy one...when the movers delivered it...it took 6 men to take it down from the ten wheeler...I wanted to re-touch her back but she was too heavy.....today it was a miracle...I was able to move her and painted her back!...I told her she is too heavy I can't move her...and to please help me...and she did!

[daguerrson]

I am believer of angels...today...I wanted to paint my big angel...(I collect figurines and statues of angels big or small) we placed her infront of our new house...it is a very heavy one...when the movers delivered it...it took 6 men to take it down from the ten wheeler...I wanted to re-touch her back but she was too heavy.....today it was a miracle...I was able to move her and painted her back!...I told her she is too heavy I can't move her...and to please help me...and she did!



What happened, Myrna? Did she move by herself? 8O

[MHTS]

Whoa! 8O

[Myrna]

I am believer of angels...today...I wanted to paint my big angel...(I collect figurines and statues of angels big or small) we placed her infront of our new house...it is a very heavy one...when the movers delivered it...it took 6 men to take it down from the ten wheeler...I wanted to re-touch her back but she was too heavy.....today it was a miracle...I was able to move her and painted her back!...I told her she is too heavy I can't move her...and to please help me...and she did!



What happened, Myrna? Did she move by herself? 8O

hihihihi ading daguerrson...no. ...I was able to push it despite her heavy weight!...

[BeefPapaitan]

I haven't encounter one yet. Pag ganitong lugmok ako, sana makakita ako. Naghahanap ako ng angel books, kaso wala akong makita, e.

Gustong-gusto ko pa naman ng mga angel-encounter books.

[ayveeh]

A DAD'S STORY


On July 22nd I was in route to Washington , DC for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver for a plane change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately. I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart sunk.

When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, "Mr. Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital."
My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital . My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.

By the time of my call, Brian was revived and they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crus hed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.

The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves. But only time would tell if his brain received any damage.

Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. All that night and the next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the day before.

Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. He said, "Daddy hold me" and he reached for me with his little arms.

[TEAR BREAK...smile]


By the next day he was pronounced as having no neurological or physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine, we took Brian home, we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush death so closely.

In the days that followed there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deepl y blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.

The story is not over (smile)!

Almost a month later to the day of the accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, "Sit down Mommy.. I have something to tell you." At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.

"Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to you, but you couldn't hear me.. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad. And then the 'birdies' came."

"The birdies?" my wife asked puzzled.

"Yes," he replied. "The birdies made a whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me."

"They did?"

"Yes," he said "One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you "I got stuck under the door." A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as "birdies" because they were up in the air like birds that fly.. "What did the birdies look like?" she asked.

Brian answered, "They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white."

"Did they say anything?"

"Yes," he answered. "They told me the baby would be all right."

"The baby?" my wife asked confused.

Brian answered. "The baby laying on the garage floor." He went on, "You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave."

My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, "Don't leave us Brian, please stay if you can." As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left His body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form.. "Then what happened?" she asked.

"We went on a trip," he said, "far, far away." He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.

"We flew so fast up in the air. They're so pretty Mommy," he added.

"And there are lots and lots of birdies." My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the "birdies" had told him that he had to come back and tell everyone about the "birdies." He said they brought him back to the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour.

He taught us that "birdies" were always with us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us so much. Brian continued, stating, "I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan.. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us so much."

In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.

Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the "birdies." Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will be.
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***MAY THE LORD SENDS ANGELS TO WATCH OVER WHOEVER READS THIS.***