Your True
Tales
June 2003 –
Page 24
I Spoke
to an Angel
by Missy
I was six and a half years old when I spoke to an angel. My mother was in the hospital after having surgery, and my father was home with me and my two brothers. My father had been molesting me for as long as I could remember. So this gave him the perfect chance to take advantage of me, and he did. After an entire evening of horrible abuse by my father, I was left alone in his bed crying hysterically. I remember crying out for my mother for a few minutes, when all of the sudden I saw an angel in the room with me. It was small in size - about my size - and floating about three feet off the floor, dressed in all white and had white light all around it in a circle surrounding his whole body. I say he, but it was impossible to tell if it was male or female. Its hair was golden and it was beautiful. I was not sure at first if it was real. I remember looking to the door to see if it was a projection from the other room, but the door was closed.
Then it spoke to me for a long time. I remember it first saying, "Shhhh, do not cry. Jesus sent me to you for comfort. Please do not cry." I felt an instant calmness come over me. The angel said it would not leave me, and talked about how Jesus loved me and wanted me to know that I was not a bad little girl, that it was not my fault and everything would be fine. It then started to fade away and I cried out, "No, don't go! Come back!" Then I heard its voice say to me, "Jesus is calling." He had to go, but he would never leave me. The last thing he said was Jesus promised me my dad would never hurt me again. I then fell asleep in peace.
When I woke up, my grandmother was there to take me to visit my mom in the hospital. Just then I looked into my grandma's eyes and knew in my heart that she knew what was happening to me. That day my grandmother told my mom that she did not know why, but that morning when she saw me that she had a strong feeling overcome her that my father had abused me. My mother then decided to ask me if anything had happened and when she did I denied it in fear of my dad. My mother watched my father carry me to bed and all of the sudden she just knew as well. She later told me it was in fact just a strong feeling she had never had before.
That night my mother confronted my father with what she suspected and that was the last time I saw my father. He admitted to raping me and told my mother if she would have been a better wife maybe he would not have had to have had sex with his own daughter. He is currently in prison and will probably never get out. And I have never forgotten my angel and what he said to me.
I have since learned that everything happens for a reason, good and bad. As a result of this in my life, I have the ability to feel a child abuser: when I meet someone and they are abusing a child, I just know. Also, I can sense if a child has been abused, which has resulted in the exposure of several abused children and stopped a lot of children from suffering. I have several other times felt my angel near me and truly believe we all have a guardian angel.
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