Saved by an Angel (30 page)

Chapter 10

P
RAYERS
A
NSWERED BY
A
NGELS

N
O
M
ORE
T
URBULENCE
by Brenda Colling

I was on a turbulent flight from Adelaide to Melbourne, after a busy weekend away. The plane not only jolted up and down, but also swayed from side to side.

I was feeling rather anxious, as I like to keep my feet firmly on the ground. I closed my eyes, asking Archangel Michael to protect us, visualizing his huge wings wrapped around the plane. As my eyes opened, the flight attendant was making his way down the aisle toward me. I noticed his name badge—it said Michael. Instantly I knew we were safe and protected.

The captain’s voice came over the intercom, announcing that he was taking the plane down 2,000 feet to avoid the turbulence. We had the smoothest flight after that, calmly cruising into Melbourne. Thank you, Archangel Michael, for looking after us on our journey home.

F
ROM THE
H
EART
by Anonymous

My angel story is short and sweet.

I was sitting in my bedroom, feeling down and depressed about my life. I was crying, and in my mind I started a conversation with the angels to ask them to help me. I also requested that they please show me a sign of their presence.

I wiped my eyes with a tissue, and as I looked at it, I saw that my tears had made a
perfect
heart shape on it. This certainly reassured me of my angels’ presence, help, and everlasting love. I have kept the tissue to always remind me of this very special miracle.

A H
EAVENLY
J
UMP
-S
TART
by Sharon

I had to go into town, but when I went out to my car, I discovered that someone had left the door open. The open door meant that the interior light was on too long, and my battery was completely dead.

We had a spare battery, but it didn’t fit my car’s terminals. My husband and I tried jump-starting the car with it, but we had no success. Then my husband brought his car around, and we tried jumping it from his battery. Still no luck. He increased the revs on his car, and I tried again … but still nothing.

Just as he was going back to his car to turn it off, I remembered the angels. I thought,
Raphael heals!
Then, in my mind, I cried out,
Raphael, heal my car!

The car roared to life! I made it all the way into town without a hitch. What makes this story even more delightful is that I had to get into town before the bookstore closed. You see, I had just found out that they had Doreen’s book
Angel Therapy
back in stock.

I
NSTANT
A
SSISTANCE
by Joanne

My son, Rusty, was a bright and extremely happy child. He was full of energy and curiosity, and was very impulsive. One day I was busy in the kitchen, preparing a meal. Rusty was playing nearby. He was not yet two years old.

As I was cooking, I laid a steak knife on the countertop. I turned away for an instant, and Rusty grabbed it. When I turned back, he was smiling, ready to bolt with his prize, and expecting a gleeful chase. Still unsteady as a toddler, it was a tragedy in the making. Nothing I could have said or done would have stopped that little boy from completing his purpose. I fell to my knees and pleaded with God’s angels for help. No words came from my mouth. I simply flashed thoughts instantaneously.

Rusty, still joyful and full of energy, dropped the knife. It happened so quickly and was so uncharacteristic of the chase games he initiated that I knew angels had been with us. I thanked the angels and God for helping me that day. I also became even more aware of all the good that surrounds my son!

A
NGEL IN THE
D
ELIVERY
R
OOM
by Jacqueline Regina

I was with my daughter in the hospital while she was in labor. It was difficult to watch her endure so much pain, so I started praying really hard, asking for help and strength so that both of us could get through this. Just then, my daughter began to appear very sick and seemed to be looking at me for assistance. I didn’t know what to do. I felt so helpless, so I prayed, “Dear God—help her!”

At that moment, I saw a very large angel appear by my daughter’s bedside! It was so large that it practically filled up the whole room. This angel was looking down at my daughter, and then a few moments later, the baby started to come out—but the cord was wrapped around his neck! He was turning purple and black from lack of oxygen, and wasn’t breathing. Somehow, the angel communicated to me that he would be all right. I felt this message very strongly.

I shall never forget the beautiful angel who saved my grandson. I am so grateful that heaven was there to help us.

T
HE
P
ARKING
-S
PACE
A
NGEL
by Brendan Glanville

I was driving through Brisbane, Australia, and I was late to hear a friend make a political speech for the Queensland government. Then I remembered that we could ask angels to find us a parking space. Immediately upon asking, I heard a voice say,
Turn left, then left again.
This actually sent me in the wrong direction, but I decided to trust it and follow the directions.

Then I heard,
Turn around.
I did so immediately, into a driveway of a building. To my left, as if it was waiting for me, was a metered parking space. Then I realized that I’d forgotten my wallet in my haste, and I needed money for the parking meter. So I asked my angels for change, and when I opened my ashtray, I found the exact two coins that I needed for the meter. I was so excited upon walking into the meeting that I called my office and told my staff.

Returning to my car after the speech, I said to the angels, “If any human needs a parking space, this one has time left on the meter, and that person can have it for free.” I got in my car, and before I even started it, a car came around the corner and waited until I pulled out of my space.

P
ROTECTED FROM A
T
ORNADO
by Judy Mitchell

In the spring of 1996, we were on a “tornado watch” where I lived in Allison, Arkansas. It was a hot, humid Sunday, and the sky was a greenish gray. Having recently moved to Arkansas from California, I was unfamiliar with tornadoes. I had seen an unusual thing in the sky the day before: a complete circular rainbow around the sun. I found out later that it’s called a
sun dog,
and it indicates severe weather.

I was home babysitting a friend’s son. My 13-year-old foster daughter was with me, as well as my twins, who were 8, and they were all playing inside the historic old house we were renting. I received a phone call from a neighbor saying that there was a large tornado on the ground moving toward our home! She said we needed to take cover. Well, there was no basement, only a bathroom on an outside wall with a large window. I knew from what I had read that this was not sufficient protection.

I told all the children to get their shoes on and get into the tub. The sky was growing darker and greener. I went outside to look, and there it was; I could hear it before I saw it. It was huge, spinning, and it was about a quarter mile from us. I ran back into the house to get to the children, and then everything went dark—all the electricity went off. The noise of the tornado approaching was so loud that it was almost unbearable. The house was actually vibrating.

I got on my knees in the tub with the children, covering them with my arms. I told them not to listen to the noise, but to listen to me. I thought,
We are going to die!
I thought about my grown daughter in California and hated to think of her being left alone if we didn’t make it.