Angelic encounters?

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A few years ago books about angels were very popular, with stories of peoples’ encounters with angelic help in physical form. I’m just wondering if anyone here has experienced what he or she believes was an encounter with an angel.
 
When I was little, I used to see a lot of Angels surrounding me. They didn’t look like a solid person, they looked whispy and see through, and much larger than me. They had large wings, and I used to see them in church especially. I haven’t seen Angels in awhile, but I am still fascinated by them.
 
I believe I have seen my guardian angel. In my early twenties I did alot of stupid things. I was into the partying and wrecked my car. On a dark road. I had hit a tree and a gas meter. When I stepped out of my car, a young man approached me and asked if I was ok. He asked if he should call the police, not thinking I said yes. As time went on the Young man was gone. I did not get a dwi, however, I did get help in other ways which lead me to the Lord. I truly believe he was my Guardian Angel!!!
 
Many years ago I remember having a dream about my guardian angel. This small child, about five years of age, with a head full of dark blond curls, approached me and announced she was my guardian angel. My life had been extremely trying and in frustration I complained to her how many of my prayers went unanswered. My interior state was one of total abandonment and almost desolation. She replied, “Everyone of your prayers has been answered Rosalinda but you were too busy to listen. Even though you didn’t see me, I have always been right here with you.” In an instant, the realization came how truthfully she had spoken and excitedly I started yelling to alert the family about my extraordinary visitor. “It’s all true! It’s all true!” was my refrain. Then I turned around just in time to see her disappear softly into the wall.

Yes, angels are spirits without bodies and cute little curls but the message she delivered was heaven sent.
 
Well, I remember one time I was trying to kill this spider in my apartment one time and was having a heck of a hard time doing so.

Later on, I didn’t see it for the rest of the day…that is until night.

I was laying in bed, watching a movie when suddenly I had this sense that a voice told me to look up because the spider was there! It wasn’t audible like you could hear it but it was so strong of a sense it was as if someone was standing next to me talking without me seeing or hearing them. It was as if if they spoke, I got the info into my mind without hearing! What a mystery!

I looked up and sure enough, there was the spider crawling on the ceiling RIGHT ABOVE MY BED! I quickly got out of bed and rolled up a magazine and waited for it to climb over and down another wall and it did and this time, I killed it!

I was like, “Thank you Lord!”
 
My mother related this to me several times in my boyhood.
She was walking home one night from church alone. She noticed a man was following her and getting nearer. She was getting very worried. Then she noticed a woman across the street also by herself. Thinking she would be safer in the presence of another woman, she hurried across the street and stood next to the woman. The man who was following her stopped, looked at them and then turned away and left the area. My mother, much relieved turned to the woman to thank her…but there was no one there. The woman had disappeared in an instant.
My mother never questioned the fact that the Lord had sent help for her. I never questioned it either.
 
Some could say this was wishful thinking, a mere trick of my mind, but it didn’t seem that way.

In the midst of a terribly stormy time in my family I was feeling more alone than ever in my life. One night I knelt in prayer then went to bed. I was weeping inconsolably and asked my angel for help. At once I felt a wonderful feeling of another presence in the room, right behind me in bed giving me a consoling hug. I felt that if I turned I would see her, but I didn’t turn. I soon fell asleep and was rested and in better spirits in the morning.
Oh, I once asked my angel her name. The reply came back Susan, in a blink. Very odd. there were no Susans of my acquaintance, yet my stuffed rabbit as a child (still have her. She’s a senior citizen now) I had named Susan. Never knew why I chose that name. Now I know it’s because of my angel.
Again, some would say the name Susan came from my angel becasue I had a rabbit of that name.
Regardless, I am happy that I was raised to be aware that I have an angel, and to ask her help daily.
 
One of my 4 y.o. twins told me about his dream the other night, he said " a angel was writing numbers on a downe and there was thunder and lightning", I said whats a downe? And my 14 year old says, he means a stone. I didn’t question him after that. He’s fascinated with a St. Micheal prayer card we have and the twins have middle names of Michelle & Gabriel. Alot going on there with them two. I feel they are protected and watched over and I’m blessed to have them. Thanks, Tim
 
My mother, during her first pregnancy, had scar tissue which attached her large intestine to the uterus. As it expanded the pain increased as the bowel stretched to accommodate the baby. At seven months, surgery became a matter of life-and-death; her son who initially survived the surgery died a few hours after his birth which the intervention no doubt precipitated. My mother was clinging to life as there were more complications with hemorrhaging. While she was still in the hospital recovering our Blessed Mother came to visit her long enough to change her dressing and reassure her. As she glanced down to the foot of the bed she saw the most beautiful man she had ever seen dressed in a navy blue suit with a white shirt and red tie. His blond, wavy hair came just below his ears. He was tall and well built. Curious to know his identity she inquired and he replied, “I am St. Michael the archangel.”

Before she left the hospital the doctor advised my young parents to adopt as he didn’t think she could ever have her own children. They adopted a baby girl and went on to have five more children. The name of her firstborn son was Michael and today she has a handsome grandson who carries that name also.
 
Angel Power, a book by Catholic author/lawyer Janice Connell (sp?) writes of peoples encounters w/ angels. She alludes to some experience of her own but does not reveal what it was. A great book. I have purchased 2 of them and given them both away. Now time to get my 3rd.
 
all I remember is that in first grade Sister told us that if we pray to our angel and ask, we would hear their name, so I did, and clearly heard my angel say her name is Joan, by which name I still address her. This is also my confirmation name. Never any ethereal experience, but absolute conviction she is with me always, to light, to guard, to rule and guide. I frequently ask her to keep in touch with the angels of my children and grandchildren, which she does faithfully. In fact, while my kids were teens I put the whole problem of our youngest daughter on the angels at times, because it was the only way I could get a good night sleep.
 
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Rosalinda:
My mother, during her first pregnancy, had scar tissue which attached her large intestine to the uterus. As it expanded the pain increased as the bowel stretched to accommodate the baby. At seven months, surgery became a matter of life-and-death; her son who initially survived the surgery died a few hours after his birth which the intervention no doubt precipitated. My mother was clinging to life as there were more complications with hemorrhaging. While she was still in the hospital recovering our Blessed Mother came to visit her long enough to change her dressing and reassure her. As she glanced down to the foot of the bed she saw the most beautiful man she had ever seen dressed in a navy blue suit with a white shirt and red tie. His blond, wavy hair came just below his ears. He was tall and well built. Curious to know his identity she inquired and he replied, “I am St. Michael the archangel.”

Before she left the hospital the doctor advised my young parents to adopt as he didn’t think she could ever have her own children. They adopted a baby girl and went on to have five more children. The name of her firstborn son was Michael and today she has a handsome grandson who carries that name also.
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The description of Michael made my whole body tingle. Is Michael described as such elsewhere? Im very stired. Thank You and God Bless , Tim
 
On April 9, 2005, I went to my sunset spot at Mapleside Farms with its special mirror-pond at the bottom of a hill. The owner had placed a sign at the top of the hill warning “DO NOT GO BEYOND THIS SIGN.” It was very tempting to disobey the sign.

An old man, who may have been an angel in disguise, appeared just then and struck up a friendly, calm conversation. Looking back, it’s mighty intriguing how he pointed out that contrails in the sky had formed an unusual letter “A”, (… for “Angel?” …) and how this stranger knew so many things about weather, travel, and sunsets that were particularly fascinating to me.

He spoke of the rare black shadow of a contrail forming the “A”, which I’d snapped a picture of. He spoke of a green flash he’d seen on Lake Michigan, and about how Mapleside Farms stacked up as the best sunset spot in all Northeast Ohio, indeed rivaling more famous places. He agreed with my decision to obey the sign, but seek out the owner to get special permission to go down the hill to the pond I’d named “Dreamkeeper.”

The next day I was in fact able to speak to the owner. The owner’s explanation? “We just sprayed insecticide on the trees in the apple orchard. You’ll have to wait a week.” !!! !!! !!!

~~ the phoenix
 
When I was nine years old I was hit by a car as I was running across a street, (it was my own fault.) I was thrown up onto the hood of the car and then thrown off of it when the driver hit the brakes, I distinctly remember flying through the air and, as I landed, something guiding my body across the ground. I sat up and walked away without a scratch on me. No doubt my guardian angel was there.
 
When I was 8 and had polio, I saw my guardian angel, and three others. They prayed with me, as I supposedly was dying. I immeadiately began to recover.
 
A friend of mine a very Christian but vulnerable woman broke down in her car one night on a lonely road. Immediately two young men appeared who just happened to be by the side of the road where her car broke down.

Though they were quite slim, one pushed her automatic car off the road with absolute ease. He just pushed it with his finger-tips. She marvelled at that. She told him how strong he must be but he did not respond to her praise of him. She thought that a bit odd.

They walked with her until she reached the nearest town. They kept telling her to walk by the side of the road as it was dangerous to walk near the road itself, though one of them was walking actually on the road. One was ahead of the other was leading the way.

She said she did not recognise either nor was she afraid as there was a great sense of peace that went with them. She knew they were special. Though they appeared absolutely human to her. She thanked them for walking with her such a long way.

When they reached the nearest town, they told her where to go for help. They stayed with her until her father arrived. She turned to thank them but they had both disappeared. She never knew if they were human or angels. But it was a remarkable coincidence that two young men just happen to be where she was when she broke down.

One she said they both had the most beautiful golden hair and in the street lights perfect facial features without blemish.

I wonder if they were angels.
 
Last July I had a bad car accident. My truck flipped onto the drivers side, and my arm went out the window. The truck slid down the freeway, and my arm drug across the ground. It ended up pinned under the truck. I don’t remember much. Just bits and pieces of what what happening. The next day, the people who found me and called 911 came to the hospital to see how I was. One of the girls told me that she was talking to me while waiting on the rescue crew to get there and cut me out of the truck. She said she told me that my guardian angel must have been watching over me. She said my reply was, “I know. I saw her.” I have no recollection of that at all. I do know that I almost lost my arm. As much damage as I had, all the doctors said that usually results in a loss of the limb. Had the damage been any worse, I would have only one arm. Did my guardian angel save my arm? I wish I knew, but apparently the angel was there. I wish I remembered.
 
I don’t know. No seeing or talking that I would know of, though maybe some influence in dodging death a couple of times, or some presence. Nothing specific.
 
My wife has had several encounters which seem to be angel-related. I have had none, except one incident which might be.

My son and I had a terrible argument one night. I remember dreaming about running down a hallway in the midst of horses, hollering my son’s name. One of the horses nudged me in the back, pushing me upright in the bed. I went into my son’s room, hugged him, and apologized. My grandmother passed away that same night. I’d like to believe that it was her that pushed me, encouraging the hug/apology, but I have only the coincidence of time between the dream and her passing away to “prove” it.

I am intrigued about how one gets to know one’s guardian angel and discovers its name. Another thread had a topic about this. Where can I find Vatican-approved sources for learning more about this?
 
Sixtus said:
I wonder if they were angels.
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I was once taught (can’t remember if I read this or heard this somewhere) that roads and highways are just covered with angels. Many incidents where a stranger stops to help it is most likely an angel. I like to believe that, anway.

I once got a flat tire in the middle of nowhere on the interstate and a stranger stopped and changed it for me, would not accept money and drove off. Could have been an angel!!
 
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