Christians believe that we are never alone. Not only is God with us every moment of the day, but his angels are charged with the ministry of watching and safeguarding each and every one of us. “He has given his angels orders about you to guard you wherever you go.” (Psalm 91:10-12)
There are 116 Bible references to angels in the Old Testament and 175 in the New Testament. They appear from Genesis to Revelation.
God created angels. Christ is at the center of the angels: “All things were created through him and for him.” (Colossians 1:16-17). They are his messengers: “… ministering spirits sent forth to serve, for the sake of those who are to obtain salvation.” (Hebrews 1:14)
There are countless stories that affirm as truth the existence of the spiritual, noncorporal beings that Sacred Scripture calls angels. Following are two true accounts:
Sandie’s dad died when she was young, so her mom is now the only one who calls her “Sandra.” Her angel came when she was in her car, stopped at a red light at an intersection in front of the local high school. When the light turned green she was about to go, but something stopped her. She heard a voice – a whisper of a voice – over her shoulder that called her name, “Sandra!” It startled her enough that she hesitated and didn’t accelerate to go. Suddenly, she looked up to see a car barreling down the cross street, running the red light and going through the intersection. Had she not hesitated, that car would have plowed into her, full throttle, on the driver’s side.
She told me that all she could feel was peace. The guardian angel clip has hung on her car visor for years. She doesn’t know whether it was her guardian angel or her dad’s spirit in angel form. All she knows is it was an angel from God that called her name that day, protecting her from injury or even death in a catastrophic collision.
Then there is the story of Rita. She lived in Paris many years ago and she and her husband had gone to a formal event one evening. This was way before cell phones, so when the young couple somehow lost track of each other, her only recourse was for her to page him. She did so, for a couple of hours, without success. She finally, reluctantly, decided to take the subway home. She hated to; since there were no direct lines, she would need to take three trains.
Exiting the second train, she found herself sitting in her mink coat at the Metro station at 3 a.m. She was surrounded by men in various stages of sobriety, whom, she feared, might at any moment rape or rob her, or both. Terrified, she began to pray, knowing she had to wait there for three more hours for her connection.
Just then, a young woman arrived, an attractive blond in her 20s. She smiled and approached Rita. She sat close and Rita noticed she wore no makeup. She was holding a book of Bible passages and spoke to Rita about spiritual things. As she did, Rita began to feel peace come over her, there in that underground slum. The men around seemed totally oblivious to this newest arrival, who stayed with Rita until the train arrived. Rita said goodbye to her newfound friend, knowing that she was an angel from God and that the others nearby probably never even saw her.
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