I was married to a Vietnamese girl and living in Saigon. However, I lost my job in February 1972 and had been able to live off my savings. By 1974 I found myself in a terrible dilemma: broke with no job... and my wife was pregnant. The most important thing I wanted to do was to get my pregnant wife and myself back to the USA, but I had no money. In a book I read about Edgar Cayce, it said that praying was like asking the question, and meditating was like awaiting the answer. So I did this for weeks. One morning while I was meditating, a lady appeared in front of me with long, blonde, flowing hair and dressed in a long, old-style robe or gown. Her body was enveloped in the most beautiful golden light. She asked me simply, "Are you sure this was what you want to do?" My response was, "Yes." Then she vanished. It could not have been more than a week and I received a considerable amount of money from a couple of friends. In fact, over $2,500. I decided I would first go to the USA then send for my wife, who, by the way, gave birth to my son on the day I left for the US. When I arrived in the USA, I found that money didn't go very far and soon I was broke again. This time my brother, Dennis, made arrangements for me to borrow the money from him so I could get my wife and son to the USA. I just know the "Master" came through when I really needed Him and I'll never forget it. Now I hope I can somehow help someone else who is in need. – Jack Woosley
Saved from Drowning
When I was eight or nine, I went to this daycare called the JCC. It was June or July. We were swimming so I hopped in the pool. I don't exactly remember what we were playing, but it had to do with diving under water and trying to attack people (playing). Someone grabbed my feet, and when I went under to see who it was, a whole bunch of people made a wall on top of me and I couldn't get up. I remember blacking out. Then I saw a figure in the water dragging me up. Hands reached out and grabbed me, and then I was out of the water on the side of the pool. Everyone was freaking out when they saw that I wasn't breathing. When I was able to talk, they said that I had just floated up out of the water with my hands out. They said I climbed out of the pool and lay down. I have no idea what happened and nobody does either, just that before I lay down someone who looked like me but older walked by. I was confused because no one in my family except my grandma looked like me, and she had died the year before. My grandma knew what was happening... and saved me. – by Shadowgurl
Angel's Surgery Advice
I was hit by a car when I was six years old in 1984. I had a cracked skull, among many other broken bones, and my entire face was split open. During the emergency surgery, my father was in the waiting room praying for my recovery. He told me that during his prayer he received a message from "a being" that his son was in grave danger because the person operating on him was an intern who had forgotten to stitch the facial nerves back together where the face was cut. The being told my father to enter the operating room immediately and tell the intern that he forgot about the facial nerves. So my father did exactly that. For some reason, nobody stopped him from walking into the operating room. But when he did, he told the surgeon about the nerves and asked him if he was an intern. The surgeon admitted that we was an intern and that he forgot to stitch the nerves back together, which were now dying by the minute because they were severed. The hospital helicoptered in an experienced neuro-surgeon who had to undo the stitches done by the intern, and then stitch back the remaining nerves that were alive. He wasn't able to save some of the nerves that operate my right eyebrow, but other than that, my face works fine. Had my father not received the message, and did not act on it, the entire right side of my face would have been paralyzed for life. –Omar
Guardian Angel Protector
I think I was about six when this happened. I was sleeping when I felt myself urinating in my bed, which is pretty common for young children. I woke up immediately. Usually I would go into my parents' bedroom and wake them up to inform them of my accident. Then they would help me clean it up and get me settled back into a clean, dry bed. This night was different. Something told me to get out of bed and strip my sheets off of my bed, put them in the laundry room, clean myself up, and put clean pajamas on. I then went back into my room and got my sleeping bag out of my closet. I unrolled it and snuggled down into it. Before I even began to close my eyes, I noticed someone standing in my bedroom door. She was a beautiful lady with flowing black hair. She wore a white robe that went down to the floor. She stood there staring at me. SHE WAS REAL! I simply whispered to her, "Hi." She then brought her left pointer finger up to her mouth and gave me the "Shhhhh" sign. The next morning, my mom found me sleeping on the floor and asked me why. I told her about my accident and she was delighted to discover that I had taken care of it all by myself. She asked me what gave me the idea to get out my sleeping bag. I simply replied, "The lady told me to." This, of course, puzzled my mom and I explained the lady in my doorway to her. She smiled and told me that she must have been my guardian angel and was protecting me that night. Since that night, I have been a strong believer in my guardian angel, who has protected me many times since then. – Mitchel
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