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Sunday, June 24, 2018

Angel Stories-encounters by every day people, evrery day places, every day times, every day lives-

Some of my favorite angel stories-
encounters by every day people, evrery day places, every day times, every day lives-

Enjoy & be inspired!

Angels at Bob Evans

the Holey Angel

the Bud Wiser Sign

Angels Fly Delta

the Hand

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Tuesday Angel Stories - THE HAND

TUESDAY ANGEL STORIES

HELPING HAND

It has been my experience that “angel encounters” occur in life’s everyday chores and activities. This was the case with the “angel encounter” I call The Helping Hand.

It 1983 & I was out doing my big monthly grocery shop with eighteen-month son Matthew in tow. A very ordinary activity on a very ordinary day.

You must realize that at that time, a grocery cart was just that – a grocery cart. It was a large raised basket on wheels with a handle for pushing. There were no such things as toddler seats or safety harnesses.

It was typical for any grocery store at that time to have several mothers pushing these carts. Trying to keep both toddler and groceries in the cart was no easy task. Toddlers routinely played with all the “crushables” whilst trying to escape the confines of the cart to explore the exciting colourful world beyond.

The air was customarily filled with mothers’ warnings ..”Don’t stand up!” “Stay sitting!” “Watch or you’ll fall out of the cart!”

My case was no different. Matthew was situated in the cart supposed to be seated – but often caught standing and stretching. I was attempting to contain my son while at the same time fill up the cart with groceries as fast as possible.

Going down the laundry detergent aisle, one of a mother’s fears was realized. My toddler stood up awkwardly – stepping on the bag of frozen peas. In doing so, he flipped backwards falling out of the cart.

There was nothing I could do but watch as he careened toward the concrete floor while images of hospitals and head injuries raced through my panicked mind.

Suddenly & unexpectedly, as my son’s body was completely parallel with the floor, a huge hand appeared under him and righted him back into the cart.

Then, just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared. My son was safe and sound & we faced each other with odd looks on our faces.

A perfect ending to this would be that Matthew learned to stay seated in shopping baskets. To the contrary as he often told me his big angel was there and wouldn’t let him fall. I never saw the angel – just his hand that once –but my son was sure taken care of in bizarre & unusual ways through his very adventurous growing up boy years.

TUESDAY READING LIST

Oct. 10 My Special Angel

Oct. 17 My Angel Certification

Oct. 24 You Asked for It – You Got It

Oct. 31 Holey Angel

Nov. 07 The Hand

Nov. 14 Angels at Bob Evans

Nov. 21 Angels Fly Delta

Nov. 28 My Journey with Parkinson’s

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Thursday Angel Cards 4 November 2

Thursday 02 November Angel Cards

The ROMANCE ANGEL ORACLE CARDS by

Doreen Virtue are 44 of the typical over sized

tarot type cards.(Note the number 44 being a

double master number making this deck very

numerologicaly strong and sound).

They are gold trimmed and overwhelmingly

fushia -both front and back sides. The print

is a snow white and easily readable but the

excess of fushia is still the primary energy one

takes back from the cards.

The draw for the day is:

"you deserve love...

You are beautiful"

A good self esteem builder and strength for

when there seems no light at the end of the

tunnel.

Monday, October 9, 2017

Tuesday Angel Stories

TUESDAY ANGEL STORIES

(look at end of story for tomorrow's free reading link)

My Special Angel

Although I have seen many, many angels, this un-named one is dear to my heart and she appears in many variations of color and theme in almost everything I do.

I get many questions about her – especially why I do not make her "fluffy and angel-like".

The answer is simple. She appeared this way!

One afternoon, I took a nasty fall. Carrying a full load of laundry, I could not see that the next step - second from the top - had a carton of Mountain Dew on it. I flipped over the case and fell head long down the full flight of stairs. I was alone, badly shaken and could not call out for help or reach a phone.

Just as my head was hitting the wall at the bottom of the stairs I felt a “cushion” materialize to break my fall. Looking up, I saw that it was not a cushion but part of the raiment of the hugest heavenly being I could ever imagine. All facial features were obliterated by an unearthly white light; the hair was every color yet colorless. As well the raiment and wings were a kaleidoscope of every texture, color and experience in earth and heaven. No earthly words can capture the splendor.

The angel quite matter-of-factly appeared, picked me up, dusted me off and sent me on my way without so much as a scratch or a bruise to show for the incident. A sprinkling of laundry all over the room was the only testament to the fact that something had gone awry. I was stuck in a time warp. The incident seemed to last forever but at the same time was timeless and transpired in just a moment of time.

The angel did not give a name and I did not think to ask. So now, I just fondly say “my angel” or “Connie’s angel”.

Some angels may be "light and fluffy" but a big strong one suits me just fine!

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