The belief of many people says nothing about the truth value of a proposition.
Do you have any evidence for the claims you have made?
How do you encounter an angel like you would encounter a car?
I do not believe that angels do not exist, I believe that it is unlikely that angels do exist.
It is simple. I will give you my personal testimony on this matter.
One day I picked up something that is called a chaplet. It is a series of prayers, normally prayed on beads. I did not have the beads, I simply found the prayers, like most people would, surfing the Internet.
The prayers are called the ‘St. Chaplet of St. Michael’. I prayed these prayers for awhile, because they had a history, with spiritual promises attached to them. They promised that the angels would be at your side if you prayed the chaplet.
So I prayed the chaplet, and went about my business. Then one day, something that had been eating at me for awhile, gnawed at me a great deal. Here I was praying this chaplet of St. Michael, where according to the revelation given with it, angels would be at your side assisting you. But here I was, a person who certainly didn’t need so many angels assisting me. In fact, they would certainly be far more useful elsewhere. And yet here was this promise attached to the chaplet, and I expected they would be lived up to because promises are promises after all.
Well, it upset me that simply because I had a tendency to pray numerous devotions with promises attached to them, that perhaps I was taking advantage of them too greatly and wasting God’s time and graces better spent elsewhere, simply because He would keep His word. The idea of nine choirs of angels wasting time with me was quite troublesome to me at that time.
So, after mass I went up to the altar and prayed a prayer that God would take back all his angels, let them do whatever they wanted. The promises were not binding on God to keep or not, as He desired.
Well, I finished offering them back up to God and stood up. As I was walking back down the aisle to leave the church a woman came up to me and said, I paraphrase because it has been a few years, “Pardon me. The woman down the in the back of the church would like to speak to you. Would you come with me?”
Well, I said, certainly I would, surprised. I walked down to the back of the church and a woman sat there in a wheelchair. I learned she had MS. She spoke a little to me, trying to work around to telling me something without troubling me, and then she said, “I was told to give you this.” and she gave me a handful of beads. I looked at them and asked her what they were. There was a beautiful scent to them, like perfume but I could not place it.
She said they were the beads called the, ‘Chaplet of St. Michael’.
And that they were for me especially, most definitely. God wanted me to have them. I was surprised, and listened to her for a little while, then I told her what I had done a few moments before up at the sanctuary. So we spoke awhile, and I learned more than one thing, for this woman had seen angels, the Lord, and Mary for quite a long time in her life and had some things that I needed to hear.
And that about wraps up my story. Now, I will tell you that the Chaplet of St. Michael is not a very common devotion, it is not like the rosary. And I will tell you there is no one on earth who had any ability to know what I was praying there that day, or that I prayed that Chaplet – not a soul on earth knew.
But that woman was told to give it to the unworthy me. The angels knew. God knew. These are facts. Not something a person can deny.
So angels are like trees, rocks, the good earth. They exist. I cannot doubt they exist. This is one story. There are thousands of others.
Each person on this earth has a guardian angel, who has been within him from the beginning. That angel is so close to that person that he probably thinks, if he does not know about angels, and how they influence in our minds and hearts, that the angel, it is his own self.
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