I have heard other Christians talk a lot about
seeing visions with their eyes open and seeing angels. I asked God why I never saw any of these things. He told me that I
was seeing a lot more than I realised I, and that I also didn't need to be impressed by Him, so that I wasn't having huge
impressive visions, but everyday practical ones. Which were always an answer to a specific need I had at the time
The Hunks
In the mid 90's, one of our partners, our son
, my husband and I had gone to another community to attend a meeting. On our way back, the particular car we had at the
time was old and, nearly, beyond repair. Smoke started coming out of the engine, so we pulled behind a minimart to call the
local tow company. While we were standing there, I told our partner about how I had been taught how to change a car tire but
never had to because God kept sending hunk angels to rescue me.
One of them had stopped where I was on the side of the
road and saw that I didn't have a tire iron. He walked a mile to the closest station, paid for the tire iron came back, changed
the tire, returned the tire iron and returned to make sure I was ok. The second one flagged me down on the freeway to let
me know that my tire was coming apart. He escorted me to a service station.
As soon I finished telling her these things, a very nice
red sports car drove behind the minimart. The hunk behind the wheel asked me if I needed any help. I thanked him and told
him that my husband had called for help. He told me that he just wanted to make sure that I was alright. Then he drove off.
(Personal note-I call these persons 'hunks' because they
looked like the kind of men who would be on a beefcake calendar.)
Mr Angel
I had 2 huge concerns about our first 2 trips going out
of the country. The first was coming back through customs from our trip to Italy. The second, was how to get to Brussels from
the airport, which were separated by about thirty minutes travel.
After we had left Italy, we had to go through Amsterdam.
When we had gotten on the plane, I was sitting next to a man who said he worked for a car company and had to travel out of
the country once a month in the pursuit of his job. He told me how all the employees had to go through a period of time where
they had to travel constantly, setting up and establishing their territory and undergoing training. When this period was past,
they were encouraged to work out their own schedules to suit their own domestic needs. He said that some who
didn't exercise the responsibility toward their families that they ought, continued in the constant travel to the detriment
of their families, making the job the excuse for their irresponsibility. He said that he and his wife worked out their travel
schedules so that they were gone from home one week per month. He also talked to me about how to arrange our ministry. Then
he gave me advise on how to go to customs. When we arrived back in the USA, he walked us through customs. When I turned
around to thank him, he was gone. He was nowhere to be found.
The following year, when we had arrived in Amsterdam, we
went to the gate for our departing flight for Brussels. A fellow passenger started talking to me. When I told him that this
was the first time we had been to Brussels, he told me that the best way to get to Brussels was to take the train in. Which
is the way I had wanted to go, but was uncertain whether we could do it without getting lost. He said that he would show us
the way. He said that he was an independant international property investor, who bought properties, improved them and then
resold them at a profit. He said that he was divorced with 3 children and that he honored his exwife and supported her because
she was the mother of his children, that they just differed on how to live with each other. He also said that he had done
things for his sons and that now he was doing things for his daughter. When the sons protested, he told them that they had
had their turn and that it was now her turn, that it is time for the women to get theirs. He also talked to me about some
things that I might try with our son. In the Brussels Airport, he bought our train tickets. When we arrived in Brussels, he
put us on a taxi to our hotel and the taxi driver directions to our hotel. When I had turned to thank him, he had disappeared
and I suddenly saw his face flash before my eyes and heard his voice again, then the face and voice of the man, on the
plane the year before, on the way from Amsterdam. Everything on me stood up as if electrified because I realised that they
were the same person and that we had been helped by an angel.
The photo on this page is of me telling about this experience
in the taping of the tv show.
Now you may say, 'How can you know that these were angels?
And how is it that they all just look like human beings?' And I can counter with..'And how do you know that they aren't? In
this next story one of the angels looked like a traditionally understood-to-appear angel.
Guardian Angels
I had these two favorite names, the first was for my 'invisible
person' that I would use as the generic person in an illustration, and the other I thought was a personal, private name for me. Then I learned that I had two guardian
angels, a foreguard angel and a rearguard angel, and the names belonged to them. I've seen both of them and talked with
my rearguard angel. I've seen my foreguard angel sitting on the hood of our car as we have gone to certain ministry functions.
He is huge with flowing hair, wearing flowing robes. My rearguard angel looks like me. I've seen her several times and
one time, as I was trying to decide which of two objects God wanted me to buy, a woman came up and picked up one of the two
items and said how nice it was. I agreed with her. Then she put it back and as she walked away, I realised that she was
my rearguard angel. I still have the item discussed and use it often.
On another occasion, we needed to be somewhere in a short
period of time and our son didn't seem to be getting quite with the same timeline. I saw him, still in his shorts with nothing
else on, walk around the corner from the hallway, into his bedroom. I marched down the hallway ready to get into his face
about the time. When I walked around the corner into his room I found NO ONE in the room. No matter how hard I looked,
there was no one in that room. When I went outside I saw our son standing by the car, fully dressed, impatiently waiting for
his 'late' mother. I realised that I had seen his rearguard angel and KNEW that the difficult times that he was
going through would not cause him lasting harm.
There is scripture to back up what I've shared, such as
"When he lifted up his eyes and looked, behold, three men
were standing opposite him; and when he saw them, he ran from the tent door to meet them and bowed himself to the earth."..... Genesis
18:2 Genesis 18:22 "Then the men turned away from there and went toward Sodom, while Abraham was still standing before
the Lord.".....Genesis 19:1 "Now the two angels came to Sodom in the evening as Lot was sitting in the gate of Sodom. When
Lot saw them, he rose to meet them and bowed down with his face to the ground."..... Acts 12:13-15. ....."When he knocked
at the door of the gate, a servant-girl named Rhoda came to answer. When she recognised Peter's voice, she did not open the
gate, but ran in and announced that Peter was standing in front of the gate. They said to her,'You are out of your mind!'
But she kept insisting that it was so. They kept saying, 'It is his angel.' "
But proving this is not really my point. My point is that
when there is a need, God is going to provide a means to meet that need, no matter how unexpected or out of the ordinary it
may be
