Kissed by an Angel
When she lost custody of her only child, Helen fell into a dark depression from which she saw no remedy. “I came to a breaking point where I did not want to live with the circumstances as they were... my pain was too great,” Helen says. “I cried my heart out to God so strongly, then collapsed on my bedroom floor with a completely broken heart.
“I just kept asking God, ‘Why me? Why did this turn out this way?’ Suddenly, I heard a man's voice very clearly and calmly say, ‘Get up. It's not over. It's not over.’
“At first I was afraid, but then an extreme peace came over me. I stopped crying and stood up. Those words gave me hope. I went to bed and began to pray again to God, when suddenly I felt a kiss on my cheek! It was clear as day, but there was nobody with me. Once again, I was overcome with the greatest sense of peace, love and tranquility that I know only comes from God.
“I fell into an immediate sleep and dreamt of the Archangel Michael standing beside my bed staring down at me with an incredible look of concern and compassion. His eyes were a spectacular blue, and he had a strong nose and beautifully chiseled face with long hair. He was wearing white and his wings wrapped around my entire bedroom as if enclosing me in a cocoon. I knew it was Michael, because he had a large sword in his hand as if to protect me. And I knew in my heart that this was who kissed me and that he was sent by God to minister to me.
“The next morning, I awoke for the first time in months feeling as if my burdens were all lifted. It was the first time I asked God to help me forgive the judge, my husband and all the people who hurt me. From that day on, my depression lifted, and I began to rebuild my life as a weekend mom. Today, I have an excellent relationship with my now almost 15-year-old son, and we treasure our time together.”
My Son's Protector
One theory says that angels are spiritual beings who never lived as mortals. Others, however, believe that loved ones who have passed on can become our guardian angels. Anne is one of those people. She believes her mother may be watching over her son from another plane of existence.
“When he was seven, he came running in the house on a usual day with an unusual tale,” Anne recalls. “He said he was out riding bikes and running around like all the kids did. He was running really fast and tripped on something he didn't see. As he looked at the ground he was about to hit, there was a 2x4 with a big nail sticking out pretty far – and it was headed right for the middle of his forehead. There was no stopping his momentum. Suddenly, two adult-size hands grabbed him around the torso and set him upon his feet, just like that – and there was no one near him at the time.”
Why does Anne think it was her mother? She remembers a powerful experience when her son was just four months old.
“One night I was home alone with my son, Josh. I was at the end of the hallway sitting on the edge of the tub running a bath. Where I was, I could see the living room. Josh was in a room right off the living room in his crib asleep. Suddenly, I knew someone was sitting in the chair in line of my sight, but there was no one physically there. I turned off the water. Seeing as my son was in the room next to this thing, I had no choice but to confront.
“I was not afraid. Suddenly, I felt a difference in a part of the room. It was as if a door to another place altogether had opened up in front of me. The entity came to me and put its arms around me. The closer it got, the more love I felt so intensely. I came to know who it was. It was my mom.
“By the time she actually embraced me, I was in joyful tears. She moved over to the room my son was in. She was next to his crib now, admiring him and telling me without words how beautiful he was and how loved he was. I saw her smile at me. Maybe she's been with us all along.”
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