By virginia, Tuesday, January 26, 2010 11:58:14 AM
When I was 8 years old I was looking forward for the tooth fairy to come and get my tooth and put money under my pillow. Of course I was so antsy to get this money for candy that I was not able to sleep. I remember looking towards the hallway and in the entrance of the bathroom their was a beautiful lady angel dressed in vintage clothing. I was so happy not scared at all. She was floating(as I know now that she was in her heavenly dimension so she was standing, but to me floating). She gave me the most beautiful smile and turned her face towards the direction of the bathroom entrance and left. I was so happy and I told my mom what happened and she told me that she was happy for me because I was so young my mom later told me that she also could see angels. To this day it was one of the greatest experiences I ever had. I thank the almighty GOD for giving me this gift. My second story will follow.

By Jennie, Tuesday, January 26, 2010 01:18:39 AM
It was Mother's Day and I was very far away from home in another country. My mother had passed away three years earlier. Everyone was talking about what they were going to do with their mothers on that day. It made me miss mine very much. When I went to sleep that night I was dreaming that I was in an apartment with all my friends when all of a sudden everyone stopped. The dream froze. The front door of the apartment opened and white light came through so bright that I couldn't see the door anymore. Then through the door stepped an angel. He was dressed in all white. A white tuxedo with white hair and a white neatly cropped beard. He didn't speak a word. I felt no fear about him. Then behind him through the door stepped my mother. She was dressed in her favorite dress that she made just before she passed. She looked the picture of health, not like just before she passed. She came over to me and took my hand. I said ,"Mom, you look great!" She said, " I feel fine." (my mother had been very ill for many years)Then I said, "Come meet my friends" She said ," I have to go now" . Then she stepped back through the white light and the angel followed her. Then my dream unfroze and resumed. I know it was really her coming to comfort me. I am so glad she did. Thanks Mom. Love, Jennie

By christine, Tuesday, January 26, 2010 12:17:06 AM
My experience began on a summer trip with friends to the coast for the day. My girlfriends niece can with us, myself and two other good friends took a bus from the city of Brockton, Massachusetts to Walliston Beach in Quincy. Mid-Day I offered to bring my friends niece of 5 years old to the public bathrooms across a very busy street. My motives at the time was the opportunity to check out all the cute guys sitting along the wall, girls at 15 who feel good in their bikini's don't normally think of nothing much more than self-serving help, unfortunately! While returning with her, my focus was not totally on what I was doing as much as who was sitting along the wall. As I was crossing I felt a pull on my left hand, yet the little girl actually was pushing closer to me, within a second of two she was flung two lanes worth of traffic length to the side walk, and I was struck on by a 1970's Lincoln, very solid car to say the least at my thigh on the left side. Reports state I threw the girl, amazingly more than 30 feet to safety, that I caused actual damage to the car, yea right, and walked away with my life and a broken leg only. The gentleman driving had been drinking, was speeding in excess of 40 miles an hour and threw my body 50 feet. I know I didn't throw that little girl, I felt the pull of her to safety, and I also know I was spared, Angels do move at lightening speed, saving my girlfriends niece, and me, for I do not think I could of lived with myself if due to my petty boy crushes at 15, witness the death of that beautiful child, thank you whomever you are Angel, I only wish I knew your name, I have no doubt that you exist though, and renewed faith in God that never left my side my whole life, I am 44 now. Thank you for allowing me to share. Christine Jean

By Kaey, Monday, January 25, 2010 10:48:02 PM
I read a book, about an artist Andy Lakey. He took drugs, and had an experience, of overdosing.He promised that if he was saved, he would not do drugs again, but would do his Art. He was found by a friend, but as he was in the state, he could see Angels and souls going to the light. He as promised continued with his Art, and paints for the Blind. I said to my Angels, I know you are there, but why cant I see you. I dont do drugs why dont I have an experience like that. So one day, I was taught a big lesson. I had a Healing Centre in High Street, Armadale. I live in Portsea, which is 110kms away. My husband was in Portsea. I rented my Healing Centre, to therapists, and this day it was rented to a Corporate group. I Went to my Gym nearby to do Pilates. I have a gorgeous little Mercedes Compressor sports car in silver, called Archangel Gabrielle. It was raining, so I got my umbrella out of the boot. Off I went. I had a locker for my things. After class an hour and half later, I removed my things from the locker, and gave back the key. As I walked to my car I realised I didnt have the Key. I thought I must have left it in the locker, so back I went got the locker key and went and checked. No Key. It wasnt handed in either. I thought oh my goodness, even though I have people in the house who can let me in, it is like Fort Knox. My husband is in Portsea, and what am I going to do with my car. I kept calling Archangel Michael over and over again, what am I going to do, help me.I got to my car, it was open, and there on the seat, safe and snug was the key. I couldnt believe it. Someone could have got in and driven off. I kept saying I am sorry I know you are looking after me always. I will never mistrust you again. This is only one of so many experiences, losing a diamond bracelet and being found. Finding a car space, anything and everything, I just ask my Angels for anything I need and they are always there. It is just that simple. Ask believe and receive. That is it. Kaey

By victoria, Monday, January 25, 2010 06:55:08 PM
regarding the storey I just posted about the cab ride, I forgot to mention that it was way too early for shamrock shakes to be sold, so he could not have been there for that reason.

By victoria, Monday, January 25, 2010 06:51:40 PM
My Friend had what she believes was an Angel Visit. It was near end of January and she had her two children and a bunch of other little girls to the Mcdonald's for her Daughter's birthday. She told the parents to leave the kids and she would get them home. It started to snow and snow and snow. She worried how was she going to get them home. She thought of calling a cab when a cab appeared. The driver took them all home and she asked why he was there at that exact m inute and He told her he had just gotten himself a shamrock shake from there so he was there. I don't think he took any money from her and when she turned around as one of the kids thought they forgot something, He was nowhere in sight. She said he could not have driven away that fast. I believe God did send that Angel to her as she is a very good person.

By Mary, Monday, January 25, 2010 04:37:02 PM
Since I was very young I have heard voices. Because I was young I never questioned it and didn't know it was unusual. I just assumed everyone heard the voices. One voice in particular has been my constant companion and I am now in my early sixties. This voice has comforted me, guided me, chastised me,and informed me. I occasionally have messages for another person but that is the exception. My companion tells me how much I am loved and assures me that all is well and that 'he' will be with me when I cross over. My companion has saved my life on occasion, and often astounds me and others. He has a great sense of humour and often has me laughing out loud over something he has said. I used to wonder if I was 'crazy' but if I am I have managed to function well. I don't tell many people about my 'friend' but family and close friends are aware. My daughter says he is my 'make believe' friend and when she was young she used to try to catch him making a mistake. One time we were traveling by plane and he told me that we were going to be delayed for a couple of hours and in fact were going to have to deplane. I told my daughter this just after we boarded. As we taxied to the active runway she snickered and said that finally the voice was wrong. She was delighted. But suddenly the captain announced that takeoff was canceled and we would be returning to the terminal. There was some electrical problem showing up that they couldn't identify. I wondered how they would react if I told them where to look. I didn't chance it although it was tempting. I knew it was a short in the galley. We deplaned, had a meal at the expense of the airline and about two hours later were on our way. The captain announced that the problem had been minor - just a short in the galley. My little girl just shook her head and gave up hoping the voice would be wrong. I don't know what life would be without the voices, they aren't disruptive - they don't chatter - just speak when there is something I need to know or when things are quiet and my friend gets playful. He actually teases me at times. One of the voices speaks very loudly and always startles me. This voice expects immediate response like the time it yelled 'STOP' and an eighteen wheeler ran the red light just missing our car - because I had slammed on the brakes. Then there was the time it yelled 'NO' when I was about to order an alcoholic beverage to be served after takeoff on a trip I was taking to visit my mother. I jumped and startled the stewardess who then asked if I was not well. The voice then announced that I was pregnant and needed to destroy the requisitions for x-rays that I was going to have done in the city. I looked around feeling certain that everyone on the plane could hear this voice but no one took any notice. I knew I couldn't be pregnant - I had been told so by four different specialists. Nonetheless I tore up the papers and didn't have any alcohol. When I told my mother she was confident that the voice was right and sure enough I had my beautiful daughter nine months later. I have many other stories, many other examples. Perhaps I should write a book.

By Linda, Monday, January 25, 2010 01:43:24 PM
In 1966 I was returning to work and sitting at a stop sign waiting to make a left turn onto a busy highway. A tractor trailer went past and caught the front of my car with his middle wheel, spinning me onto the highway. My car went south and I flew out of the car, going north and passed under the truck's wheels as he overturned. Miraculously, viewing the accident was a doctor in an ambulance. They quickly picked up my unconscious body and transported me to the closest hospital. Although I suffered multiple injuries, none life-threatening, I was disabled but managed to work until 2002. There's no doubt that the angels were riding with me on that day. The accident was so dramatic that all who saw it as it was evolving had no doubt that I had been killed. They guided me then and have continued to do so every day of my life.

By Betsy, Monday, January 25, 2010 10:05:53 AM
In my last year of highschool. 1988, i had a reoccuring rash all over. Everytime i would book a dr;s appointment, it would go away, so naturally, i'd cancel it. Time after time til finally one day, i put my dime in the phone and called the dr's office. Reception said we can fit you in, come now. My dr. examined my rash and said she'd never seen anything like it, she hadnt a clue what it could be and perplexed how it would come and go. She notice a small dark mole on my shoulder. Nothing to be excited about but sent me right away to a dermatologist. The rash, incidently, was gone when i went to see him, just a small raised pinkish-red splotches remained. The dermatologist order blood work, did skin scrapings and shaved off that benign looking mole on my shoulder "just in case" He too had no clue what that rash was all about. The skin scrapings for the rash came back perfectly normal. The mole, however didnt. It was melanoma. Within days i was lined up for surgery to remove a bigger chunk from my shoulder. Reportedly, it was almost at stage four malignant melanoma but because it was caught just in time, the skin margins were clean from diseased cells and 22 yrs later, im fine. Had that mysterious rash, which i now know was someone looking out for me, not appeared, theres no doubt i would have been just another statisic.

By Larisa, Monday, January 25, 2010 12:52:21 AM
in 1995, I had an almost fatal car accident. I ended up hitting a pole at 65 mph. During the time waiting for the paramedics to get there, I remember talking to someone. I never saw him, I never looked. Can't even remember the conversation but, the paramedics took me and all that. After a few days, I talked to the other people in the accident with me and they said there was no one there and the paramedics said they were the 1st ones there.I believe it was my guardian. I guess I was alot closer to death than I thought I was. I remember everything so clearly. They were asking me stupid questions yet I answered them all correctly. They kept hitting me though, afraid I was going to slip in a coma and die. The whole thing was just weird. They asked me what was wrong and I told them everything that was wrong with me. The guy told me he was an off duty fire/rescue worker. He didn't give me a name and I never looked at him. I just remember talking to him.