190:
make i bookmark am down read am tmrw i cant read this tonight na only me dey house

coming back to ds thread often to read new posts.l ve got nothing to say than ....Jesus is Lord.no controversy abt it.

annita19:

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I have read through almost every post on this thread, it has been very useful and truly reinforces the need to be watchful and prayerful over our children. Most importantly, it is critical to pay attention to what our children say and their behaviour when it’s out of sync. But all in all, thanks to God that He alone can adequately watch over children in this depraved world. [please don’t ask why these evils (child molestation etc) still continue if God has it all figured out]- they have a shelve–life and God’s wrath will soon be revealed on all evil doers.
I thought I will share this experience. I don’t think it’s something spectacular like gifts but it’s an experience I have shared with only a few people. Regardless of your knowledge or faith, it’s still God’s mercies that prevails but must say that it makes it easy for God to act on our behalf when we are on His side.

It happened when I was in SSS1 (year 4) in the secondary school. I was at the time learning to be a Christian, without much knowledge, passionate about anything Bible so much that I enrolled in the World Bible correspondence course (back in the early 90s) had all the certificates they could provide upon completing the courses but wanted more and then the deception started to creep in...
I stumbled upon another ‘Bible’ correspondence course and enrolled on the course with a friend. The first shipment of study material was the biggest bible I have ever seen. Does anyone know how big those Bibles used in the big Cathedrals look like? This bible was almost the same size. To date, I still wonder how it got through the Nigerian post office un-tamppered! Well, as we started reading through, we came across lots of stories about Jesus making clay birds (from mud) and turning them into live birds, how Jesus slapped a young rude boy etc and all sorts of stories I have never found in the ‘normal’ Bible. As children, the more we read the more our curiosity kicked in.
I and my friend completed the first series of this course, and then the next shipment of study materials came. It was a very tidy grey book with a very clean white handkerchief in the middle, and an instruction piece containing instructions on how to levitate, control peoples mind; particularly how to get people to do what we want without speaking a word except to maintain a fixed eye contact, and also how to astra-project.

Guess what? Our curiosity went through the roof. We decided to start with mind controlling bit as that seemed the most exciting to us and first test was to try this out on the guy that sells snacks/drinks to children during lunch time. We followed the instruction and decided on what we wanted to happen without having to say a word of it to the guy. During lunch time, we proceeded to the kiosk, asked to buy some drinks and snacks (but what we actually wanted is for our money to be returned, the snack and drinks given to us and a ‘change’ or balance as well.) IT HAPPENED exactly as we wanted. This guy gave us back our money, gave us the product and a change (as if we had actually paid)! Now we felt on-top of the world and at the same time a bit confused and excited.

Whilst still trying to refine this mind control strategy and master the incantations etc, another ‘bible correspondence’ course material arrived. In this course, there was reference to the white handkerchief that was sent earlier and specific instruction that we prick our thumb with a needle and ‘stamp’ the handkerchief with the pint of blood from the prick and post it back in a self-addressed envelope.... ....that was the beginning to bad stuff but if not for God, I may not be alive to tell this tale....Deep down within us we knew there is something evil about this but could this be another dimension to understanding the Bible that we didn’t know (the supernatural, metaphysics etc)?. I am still trying to figure out why did this happened to me and what exactly it is that God has in mind for allowing this experience. I think I have written a very long thread already and would like to stop here...

Spiritual things are real, even if you are Christian, you must remain watchful. If you are not a Christian ( and I mean a true Christian), am sorry to say and without being or meaning to be rude, it is a BAD and UNFORTUNATE place to be because the devil could have you for his supper any day and any time. Give Jesus Christ a chance.
Wish you all a pleasant Christmas.

Sammy79, thank God for you. You escaped by the whiskers! If you did the pricking and blood stamping on the handkerchief, you would have entered into a blood covenant that could have deepened the bondage. How did you escape? Did you tell your parents or went to seek for counsel? Hope you later went for deliverance and destroyed all the books and the fake bible.

@sammy pls try to ur story, am sure lot of christian will learn from it.


May God see us through this race .

everything you are about to read here came to me when i asked about Nigeria in the year 2015. I understand some of it's content, but will write it down has i got it. Its not from me, am only a voice. I may update it, if i get more.
All are in parable....


The new year kicks off on a good tone, the excitment, preparation, the work in progress, the plan from those above. Finger crossed, but assurance certain, a smile, a joy, an expected progress.
The tension, the little dog shall call out. The good shall cry but it for a short time as the tear shall turn to exceedly great joy, becos of this they will be more serious with what is to be done.
A sudden silence, like the stillness of the water, the dead as gone to sleep, finally in their grave, as their disturbances as seized to be. Another type of noise, better normal, more human noise began to take its place. Quickly progress is achieved. Opening of doors. Some as been closed for a long time, this time its opened. More doors spring open at quick susessions. I can feel the peace and progress. The top is achievable for the mighty giant. Other little giant are experiencing a nose dive, but this mighty giant rose higher. It is certain.
Little very little itches here and there...but that should not bother anyone, at the begining of the 4th born. It brings sadness to the heart but unites us greater. After this crash, comes the calm,progressive, happy moment that is much expected. This sad moment will last for three weeks and at the begining of the fourth week the seed from the burnt land shall prout again. What a month.
Nothing much happen here...only that a woman may take the lead on something, an arrow head. An iron fist. The people are more reserved, more thoughtful, coming together to dialouge, more matured. An important death of distraction, will not turn the people away from dialouging. The evil of distraction will not turn the people away from the , TALK.
On this month a name as been made , tagged on the country. She is beautified publicly, she blushed with humilty and pride. An encourage ment, for those, UNDER, to work, harder. He that is smart should use this oppurtunity.
Darkness tries to over shadow the light, at this month. It over shadows but the light can be put off, both light a darkness stays together.
An octupus with many arms raise, who is he? I dont know. But its hand a pressing the right button.
The building has began, in every aspect, in every area. Its huge.
Its made with iron.
There is friction in this month, vicious anger. This month represent a recap of what a desert feels like.
The fight. Its sad.
Aw usual, after the rain comes the rainbow. And after the storms comes the silver lining. It cools the heated ground.
The beauty of the flower has blossom.
The last month of the year, their is a crocodile in the water. A dangerious trap. A month of warning. Serious warning...

Non of his words that the God of host has spoken shall come to him void without accomplish that which he please.



What a mighty God? God of sign and wonders , you are my final wonders . Emmanuel my comforter.

Sammy79:
I have read through almost every post on this thread, it has been very useful and truly reinforces the need to be watchful and prayerful over our children. Most importantly, it is critical to pay attention to what our children say and their behaviour when it’s out of sync. But all in all, thanks to God that He alone can adequately watch over children in this depraved world. [please don’t ask why these evils (child molestation etc) still continue if God has it all figured out]- they have a shelve–life and God’s wrath will soon be revealed on all evil doers.
I thought I will share this experience. I don’t think it’s something spectacular like gifts but it’s an experience I have shared with only a few people. Regardless of your knowledge or faith, it’s still God’s mercies that prevails but must say that it makes it easy for God to act on our behalf when we are on His side.

It happened when I was in SSS1 (year 4) in the secondary school. I was at the time learning to be a Christian, without much knowledge, passionate about anything Bible so much that I enrolled in the World Bible correspondence course (back in the early 90s) had all the certificates they could provide upon completing the courses but wanted more and then the deception started to creep in...
I stumbled upon another ‘Bible’ correspondence course and enrolled on the course with a friend. The first shipment of study material was the biggest bible I have ever seen. Does anyone know how big those Bibles used in the big Cathedrals look like? This bible was almost the same size. To date, I still wonder how it got through the Nigerian post office un-tamppered! Well, as we started reading through, we came across lots of stories about Jesus making clay birds (from mud) and turning them into live birds, how Jesus slapped a young rude boy etc and all sorts of stories I have never found in the ‘normal’ Bible. As children, the more we read the more our curiosity kicked in.
I and my friend completed the first series of this course, and then the next shipment of study materials came. It was a very tidy grey book with a very clean white handkerchief in the middle, and an instruction piece containing instructions on how to levitate, control peoples mind; particularly how to get people to do what we want without speaking a word except to maintain a fixed eye contact, and also how to astra-project.

Guess what? Our curiosity went through the roof. We decided to start with mind controlling bit as that seemed the most exciting to us and first test was to try this out on the guy that sells snacks/drinks to children during lunch time. We followed the instruction and decided on what we wanted to happen without having to say a word of it to the guy. During lunch time, we proceeded to the kiosk, asked to buy some drinks and snacks (but what we actually wanted is for our money to be returned, the snack and drinks given to us and a ‘change’ or balance as well.) IT HAPPENED exactly as we wanted. This guy gave us back our money, gave us the product and a change (as if we had actually paid)! Now we felt on-top of the world and at the same time a bit confused and excited.

Whilst still trying to refine this mind control strategy and master the incantations etc, another ‘bible correspondence’ course material arrived. In this course, there was reference to the white handkerchief that was sent earlier and specific instruction that we prick our thumb with a needle and ‘stamp’ the handkerchief with the pint of blood from the prick and post it back in a self-addressed envelope.... ....that was the beginning to bad stuff but if not for God, I may not be alive to tell this tale....Deep down within us we knew there is something evil about this but could this be another dimension to understanding the Bible that we didn’t know (the supernatural, metaphysics etc)?. I am still trying to figure out why did this happened to me and what exactly it is that God has in mind for allowing this experience. I think I have written a very long thread already and would like to stop here...

Spiritual things are real, even if you are Christian, you must remain watchful. If you are not a Christian ( and I mean a true Christian), am sorry to say and without being or meaning to be rude, it is a BAD and UNFORTUNATE place to be because the devil could have you for his supper any day and any time. Give Jesus Christ a chance.
Wish you all a pleasant Christmas.

they want you to sell your soul. sign a path wit the devil. Did u put your blood on the white handkercheif?

ebuetor:
everything you are about to read here came to me when i asked about Nigeria in the year 2015. I understand some of it's content, but will write it down has i got it. Its not from me, am only a voice. I may update it, if i get more.
All are in parable....


The new year kicks off on a good tone, the excitment, preparation, the work in progress, the plan from those above. Finger crossed, but assurance certain, a smile, a joy, an expected progress.
The tension, the little dog shall call out. The good shall cry but it for a short time as the tear shall turn to exceedly great joy, becos of this they will be more serious with what is to be done.
A sudden silence, like the stillness of the water, the dead as gone to sleep, finally in their grave, as their disturbances as seized to be. Another type of noise, better normal, more human noise began to take its place. Quickly progress is achieved. Opening of doors. Some as been closed for a long time, this time its opened. More doors spring open at quick susessions. I can feel the peace and progress. The top is achievable for the mighty giant. Other little giant are experiencing a nose dive, but this mighty giant rose higher. It is certain.
Little very little itches here and there...but that should not bother anyone, at the begining of the 4th born. It brings sadness to the heart but unites us greater. After this crash, comes the calm,progressive, happy moment that is much expected. This sad moment will last for three weeks and at the begining of the fourth week the seed from the burnt land shall prout again. What a month.
Nothing much happen here...only that a woman may take the lead on something, an arrow head. An iron fist. The people are more reserved, more thoughtful, coming together to dialouge, more matured. An important death of distraction, will not turn the people away from dialouging. The evil of distraction will not turn the people away from the , TALK.
On this month a name as been made , tagged on the country. She is beautified publicly, she blushed with humilty and pride. An encourage ment, for those, UNDER, to work, harder. He that is smart should use this oppurtunity.
Darkness tries to over shadow the light, at this month. It over shadows but the light can be put off, both light a darkness stays together.
An octupus with many arms raise, who is he? I dont know. But its hand a pressing the right button.
The building has began, in every aspect, in every area. Its huge.
Its made with iron.
There is friction in this month, vicious anger. This month represent a recap of what a desert feels like.
The fight. Its sad.
Aw usual, after the rain comes the rainbow. And after the storms comes the silver lining. It cools the heated ground.
The beauty of the flower has blossom.
The last month of the year, their is a crocodile in the water. A dangerious trap. A month of warning. Serious warning...

explain this.

Some few days ago i felt extremely depressed, sad and moody for a reason best known to me. At about 11pm i sat on the chair in the parlour to calm my nerves and i slept off. After some time i felt the presence of someone sitting close to me. I felt my mind was playing tricks on me, few minutes later, he started reciting prayers, i ignored, but the prayer became persistent and i could hear him clearly. At this point i decided to open my eyes and see who was beside me. I opened my eyes and found nobody.

Saraha1:
@sammy pls try to ur story, am sure lot of christian will learn from it.
May God see us through this race .

activefibre1:

they want you to sell your soul. sign a path wit the devil. Did u put your blood on the white handkercheif?

...no, I didn't put blood on the handkerchief. What stopped me and my friend from going further was not because we knew the implication of what we will be doing but due to simple fear of pricking our own thumbs! The dread of pricking myself with a needle was what God used to stop me. Needless to say, for the fact that we have 'meddled' with and trialed an occult practice, the repercurrsions was going to be one that will last for the next 3-5 years of my life...and my friend's too. In fact my friend's life was turned 'upside down' around this period. he began to take hard drugs. He didn't do well in his final exams, became very wayward but the good news was that God redeemed him a few years later- he became a Pastor!

Between my time in SSS2-3 (15-16years of age), I had one of the most turbulent periods of my life. I started having problems with my mind. The devil came back to oppress me with what I and my friend practiced: mind-control. A million and one thoughts would come and leave my mind in fraction of seconds. I became unstable, couldn't focus for more that a few minutes before wandering off. It was not just the wandering off bit but also the nature of the thoughts. They range from horrible, filthy to day dreams etc. Then I began to have migrane headaches because I just couldn't sleep or rest day and night. My nights were plagued with horrible dreams and my days with sorrow. It was so bad that I literally started to weep to school...shedding tears quietly. One day, I heard a voice said to me that I If am not careful, I will develop mental problems. That was it for me.

Earlier on I had become a Christian in a school different from where I was and asuch lost the opportunity of friendship with other Christians. There was no one to share my experience with or what I was going through. My christian journey was a struggle. Then one night I sat down outside of my home. The sky was clear and stars shinning and I said "God, you are up there and I am down here. Just leave me alone to live my life. If this is Christianity, I don't want to be a part of it" and that night I had my first ever revelation of Hell (in a dream). The revelation of Hell is a story for another day. The moment I woke up from that dream I heard an audible voice said "If you turn back from me that will be your end". But that experience didn't move me. Looking back now, I realised that it is God's love and mercies that have kept me. I continued with wanting to find my own solution to my problems. I incidentally reached the end of my toil and turned back to God for help. What I didn't realise was the extent of damage caused by meddling with the things of the occult. My deliverance started and took a long time to complete.

God began to direct my steps. By age 16-17, he led me to an elderly Godly woman I knew at the time. She was in a late 50s. I told her of the struggles with my mind etc. I expected her to pray for me and may be ask me to fast etc but she did not do any of these. She recommended that I read a book! The title was called the 'Celebration of Discipline' written by Richard Foster. I read and practiced what was written in the book, mainly,the section that had to do the meditation of the word of God. I started meditating on the Scriptures EVERY DAY and could be in meditation and prayers 4-5 hours everyday. God began to remove, from the roots, the seeds of evil in my heart and planting the His own rightous and godly seeds. Before long ( about a year and half), the problem of mind control fizzled out...but that was just an aspect of the deliverance that was completed. The other had to deal with lustful thoughts and dreams. I hadn't realised that I have opend doors to demonic powers through wanting to practice levitation, astra travel, reading Hints, Mills and Boons magazines (do you remember those magazines of those days?). I had invited a 'Spirit Wife' into my life and my deliverance from this was not completed until about 5 years later (in my final year at the university). Now, I do not have time or patience for anyone who would tell me that spirit husband/wife is a fabble. Anyone could argue what they choose but no one can argue my experiences and pain. These demonic entities are REAL but I have seen the power of God first rated in the name and blood of Jesus Christ.

Key lessons for me are these: When God says not to touch anything occult, He knows what He is talking about. When He says to believe in Jesus Christ and receive salvation (so that we can legally be under the protective watch of the Almighty) He knows what He is talking about. To those single, run a million miles away from anything occult (espcially ouija boards which are increasingly becoming common, fortune telling, and other occult materials). To those with children, teach your children to do same. Also to remember is that the sins we enjoy the most are the same sins that will be most difficult to be delivered from...and if not, will be the same sins that will lead to hell. Think about it.

God bless

Abcruz:
Some few days ago i felt extremely depressed, sad and moody for a reason best known to me. At about 11pm i sat on the chair in the parlour to calm my nerves and i slept off. After some time i felt the presence of someone sitting close to me. I felt my mind was playing tricks on me, few minutes later, he started reciting prayers, i ignored, but the prayer became persistent and i could hear him clearly. At this point i decided to open my eyes and see who was beside me. I opened my eyes and found nobody.

thats good. I like that. So if you can just understand that its nit from your head(imagination), and you strongly begin to believe, that there is someone there for you, to be with you, thats wen you experience the freedom you need to fly heigher. Al around us are ministring angels. Loyal to serve us. As we take our steps in this mortsl world. There are lay down rules for effective one on one communication with your guardian angel. But most rin away from the truth. I remeber a lady that was so scared about traveling for a particular place, by plane. She went all the same , and came back smiling, successful. Se had a lot to say. She was like , she dont believe in guardian angels , but her experience to and fro, to her destination, seems to convince her. She said while on the fully loaded, no space available space, plane, the seat beside her was empty,the only empty seat in the plane, as she felt a present there with her, then on the jam packed train the same empty seat. Then in her dream in the big hotel,she stayed, a heavy man fighting for her course. Then going back the fullness of the people in the plane, but her seat alone and the one beside, left empty.
Am not forcing anyone to believe in angels, but am just saying, THEY ARE REAL.

Happy New Year

ebuetor:


thats good. I like that. So if you can just understand that its nit from your head(imagination), and you strongly begin to believe, that there is someone there for you, to be with you, thats wen you experience the freedom you need to fly heigher. Al around us are ministring angels. Loyal to serve us. As we take our steps in this mortsl world. There are lay down rules for effective one on one communication with your guardian angel. But most rin away from the truth. I remeber a lady that was so scared about traveling for a particular place, by plane. She went all the same , and came back smiling, successful. Se had a lot to say. She was like , she dont believe in guardian angels , but her experience to and fro, to her destination, seems to convince her. She said while on the fully loaded, no space available space, plane, the seat beside her was empty,the only empty seat in the plane, as she felt a present there with her, then on the jam packed train the same empty seat. Then in her dream in the big hotel,she stayed, a heavy man fighting for her course. Then going back the fullness of the people in the plane, but her seat alone and the one beside, left empty.
Am not forcing anyone to believe in angels, but am just saying, THEY ARE REAL.

Thanks. after that experience i understood those facts you wrote.. I became cognizant that i was never alone in my situations.

I saw the devil trying to steal meat from our mama's pot of soup naim I pick race.

Angels that Guards....

The area were i lived under my parents back then was more like an estate,with residencial buildings everywhere, only a few of those two or three stores high buildings, having up to six flats for rent. One of such buildings was beside our house. In this building, in one of the flats, was a family nine, seven little adorable boys, father and mother, no girl. Take good note of this, they were poor, the children rarely ate well, there cloths were shaby, over size, they were lean, along with the father, it is only the mother that was fat, very fat. They had a rickety car, that is more of like a push and start, and there frequent meal was garri and vegetable. How do i know, they have children that talk too much. As you can imagine, everyday in that home was like having russia against america, mother trying to cut down the wings of a high flying sturborn boys, the father,take him out of the equation, had nothing to do about it, he had more on his mind, so he gave his wife the rank of discipline office, five star. We, the neighbors at the other side of the fence, all we had to do was to endure, the shouting, beating, screaming, cries, and most of all curse, being throw like grenade in the field of war in their home, by their mother. Everyday was like the same, in there , i mean EVERYDAY. The beating,never stops, lashing of leather belts hitting the bare skin of these boys, made we the neighbors just want to go and rescue them boys, but being a ''mind your business area'', we knew that one day things would change, either from the mother or from the children.
Now it happened that on this particular day, the father left the car at home and went off work, because it had developed a early morning fault, leaving the keys with his wife, to call the mechanic to look into it. Something strange happened, while the mechanic was in the driver seat, a the man's wife was checking out something in the engine, the car battery sudden expoded, the acid inside the battery, when off and splashed all over the face and chest of this woman, she let out a loud cry, that attracted neighbors, she was rushed to the hospital, fearing for the worst, blindness. As she gradually recovered in hospital, we had new that her eyes were intact but her whole chest, side of her head,including her ear, was in badly burnt. Not only that, we confirmed that their pastor was called, and after praying the pastor related what message he had for her. It was said that the pastor cautioned her, and made sure she promise never, never to maltreat her children, especially the last born, it was said that the guardian spirit or angel that came along with the last born, was visibly displeased, angry, fighting back, punishing, and retaliating. He concluded that if the woman seize from the action of fierce discipline and continuous floging of the children, more financial and physical trouble will be bestowed on the whole family. She was warmly welcomed back, and we the neighbors had our long awaited peace. Not long after the incident, just about a few months, the father of the boys, got a job in portharcout, in one of them oil companies, the mother of the boys was granted oral interview in an organisation, she automatically changed from house wife to working class, she dusted her certificate, this time for good use, the children after a year changed their school, their dress greatly improved, the old car was nowhere to be found, as another beautiful car, a family car entered there lives, they were beginning to get the respect they deserved by other very rich neighbors, christmas day ,on like no other , the boys wore chrismas cloths with designer boots, for the first time they played with their mates out side, and no more hiding inside. Before we knew it, they were ready to pack to their new house, in one of the expensive areas around,after living in that building right from when the first born came into their lives. After two years we saw them coming to pay visit to the neighbor hood, mennn, should you have seen this folks, the boys were has fat as over feed puppies, the once slim, father was on a sweet suit, his wife was overed with beauty, she will be going to dubai to buy things for her boutique. The car was the latest for that year. They even openingly confirmed how greatful they were that the pastor, lead them to the right path, not by praying, but by a simple spiritual mistake they were making. We learnt from that, so much, has we bead them goodbye.
It was obvious that, we all have guardian beings that watches over us, even as little as animals, maltreating will not bring out the dominance in you but will only bring you further deep down into a hole of darkness. Stop over beating your child or animal, you never can tell who is WATCHING...

While in school, two hours to the start of the exam, a christian brother sat beside me outside the exam hall, he was not revising, he was just writing something on the floor, and i noticed he was smiling to himself. I asked him, why he was not reading, he just kept on smiling, i was curious, what is it he knows that i dont, precise this is one of the most toughest course. Looking down there he replied, ''i knew the questions'', he raised his head, looking at me and giving me that annoying smile, he continued, ''i have seen the question, last night oh''. I asked how, did it leak? He giggle and replied, ''no when i was sleeping. Initially i was reading continously, i was really confused, just like anyone else, i just closed my books, hoping to sleep and read later, it was when sleeping.....this is not the first time it has happened oh, i saw the Man, he would open my note book to selected pages, and pointing to the relevant topics and later pick my past questions and point to questions, and solve it. I woke and start reading that place, this is mot the first time.'' I didnt have time to look at how weired, and powerful that sound, i just asked him, ''which one go com out?'' At the end, he was perfectly correct. He said it happens to courses, he found difficult and he dedicates it to God. He graduated with first class. I once read a book, of a doctor that saw a difficult and challenging operation take place in the dream, applying it prove to be a groundbreaker. I have had of mathematicans who tried over and over to get answers to a problem, only to sleep over it and see an image of a man, writing on the board, puting down equations, pathways and solutions, that the human mind cant fantom.
In the Old Testament, guardian angels guided Moses and Tobias; in the New Testa- ment, Jesus was minis- tered to by his guardian angel in the Garden of Gethsemane. What gratitude we feel for this evidence of God's love and grace.

Someone close to me told me of a testemony from readers digest of a lady and her would be rapist. She said while coming from her place of work late at night,alone and in despirate need to get home. She decided to pass through a lonely bushy dark route, she being a christian, believed in the devine protection of God, so she proceded, through the part, the time was about, 10pm. The following day on the news was a shocking report of a woman that was raped at that same route she had once passed through the night before at aroung 10:17pm, just some few minutes after that time, did anoyher woman was raped in thats same route. Listening to the news, she discovered that the rapist was caught and put to jail at a known location.
She decided to pay he rapist a visit in jail, just to ask questions and hope to get answers from the criminal. On her arrival, he was brought before her, the first question she asked was, if the man was in yhe bush when she decided under the protection of God , to take the risk and walk through that narrow dark part, wer unknown to her the rapist was hidding and watching. His reply shocked the woman. He said,'' while you were coming along that part, i had already prepared my self to pounce on you, but as you draw closer, i saw this huge MAN, walking very close to you, there was no way i could attack, but watch as the two of you walked pass, and i had to wait a little for my next prey''. His eyes spoke of the truth, even when asked to repeat himself of his claim. She concluded that this is not more than a miracle. A guidian from above protected her that day from harm.
Many have testified of see these huge beings, shining light, protectors, either physically or other wise.

Happy New Year Everyone

Mine happened when I was concluding my Masters program in the University.

'Ridiculously' I was a virgin.

Had grown up in an environment where guys and babes were losing their virginities as far back as from the primary school times but strangely enough, I couldn't bring myself to lose dat thing. For reasons that I could not explain easily, my inner man dreaded this particular act

Now, I was not particularly religious in my University days, in fact, I stopped going to church long before I got my admission as internally I was very disillusioned with 'those church things'. It just wasn't real to me anymore.....more like a Sunday-Sunday 'tradition of pretense' rather than actual 'being smitten with true repentance'. I hung out with normal regular guys that pre-occupied their spare times by gisting, drinking, smoking (sometimes marijuana), womanizing, belonging to cults, etc. However, strangely enough, I could not bring myself to engage in these vices despite the fact that I LOVED THEIR COMPANY. In fact, I loved their lifestyle but I could not live it. Not that I didn't try, but something within me could not bring the rest of my being to do those. I became a prisoner of that inner being that resented the lifestyle that I admired.

After a while, my closest friends knew that I was a virgin and were very uncomfortable with my status. They tried every 'trick' in the book to get me to lose this status but that inner being would not yield despite my apathy to religion. Tricks like cajoling, criticisms, arranging babes, embarrassments, calling me names 'unhealthy', 'abnormal', 'loser', 'coward', 'impotent' were used on many occasions to my hurt but yet, that inner being held the rest of me firm.

Fast-forward to my Masters Class, I 'fell in love' or 'lust' with this babe and was determined to 'be normal' by losing my virginity. Yet all our romance fell short of sex. It got to a point, I started to question my sanity as I wanted to be like 'everyone else'. I wanted to lose my virginity to this very girl.....the love of my life! More than that, I also wanted to prove to myself that I was 'normal'.

Everytime I felt horn.y and had a hard on and thought of sex, a deep fear would suddenly envelope me and a voice will warn me never to do this particular deed, that 'it was the worst sin'. I could not understand that last line as virtually everyone in my circle of friends were having casual sex with sometimes multiple partners and I wondered if they were having the same 'eerie feelings' or hearing the same voice.

I had dated this lady till we were both completing our masters and yet, we have had no sex, no thanks to those eerie feelings and inner voices until I was determined to have sex irrespective of what happens.

D-day: She was alone in her home, I went to see her, we were both horn.y and needed sex so baaaaaadddddd.......that our eyes were dilating because of congi. We soon were all over each other kissing and romancing and before I could say ndeewoo! she was unclad on the floor and I was on top of her unzipping to bring out my joystick. That was when I saw Him.

'Him'? Let me describe Him....

In a flash, my 'eyes' suddenly opened and I saw a white bearded angel standing illuminated over me and the girl. He wore a white robe more like fluorescent shining white. He had a broad gold belt around his waist, He had a curved sword (more like those Arabian Knights curved, C-shaped or bent swords with unusually scary blades). The sword was already drawn and placed at the back of my neck while I was on top of the girl trying to unzip my trouser. I froze in shock The girl had no idea.

The scariest thing about this vision was His eyes. Yellow flames were spurting from His eyes and as I looked at Him, up from the girl, He communicated to me (just one line) without opening His mouth, just with His eyes and I heard Him clearly; "TRY IT AND I CUT OFF YOUR HEAD!" That was all He said and vanished.

Needless to say, my very arouse.d penis became deflated instantly. I suddenly got up from the girl and started apologizing and making up excuses that our relationship was too early for us to go the whole hog. Truth was that I was in too much of a shock to even begin to say what I saw to someone who had not the faintest idea.

I left her place bemused by the vision and lots of questions were ringing in my head including:
Who was I?
What did I just see?
What is the implication of 'cutting off my head?' Was it meant to be a physical cutting-off or spiritual cutting-off? (I was not prepared to find out).
Why me? (I was not even going to any church at that time).
How do I explain this to anybody? Who do I explain it to? Not to any of my friends though. It would have been anything from a case of hallucination to imagination, lies, smoking weed (I don't smoke), weirdo, etc.

But I know what I saw (I saw it clearly) and I know what I heard (clearly). I was 26years at the time, a mature adult.

That experience alone kept me off sex till I married.

Years later when I summoned the courage to let a pastor or two know, they all said that I was a special kid and needed to discover "who I am".

Thank you Ebuetor for the courage to start this thread. This story of mine is not easy at all. So I can appreciate how difficult or uncomfortable you felt relating your deep and very personal experiences. I also want to thank those peeps who have been courageous enough to write their personal experiences. These are unbelievable tales in our normal world.

opokonwa:
Happy New Year Everyone

Mine happened when I was concluding my Masters program in the University.

'Ridiculously' I was a virgin.

Had grown up in an environment where guys and babes were losing their virginities as far back as from the primary school times but strangely enough, I couldn't bring myself to lose dat thing. For reasons that I could not explain easily, my inner man dreaded this particular act

Now, I was not particularly religious in my University days, in fact, I stopped going to church long before I got my admission as internally I was very disillusioned with 'those church things'. It just wasn't real to me anymore.....more like a Sunday-Sunday 'tradition of pretense' rather than actual 'being smitten with true repentance'. I hung out with normal regular guys that pre-occupied their spare times by gisting, drinking, smoking (sometimes marijuana), womanizing, belonging to cults, etc. However, strangely enough, I could not bring myself to engage in these vices despite the fact that I LOVED THEIR COMPANY. In fact, I loved their lifestyle but I could not live it. Not that I didn't try, but something within me could not bring the rest of my being to do those. I became a prisoner of that inner being that resented the lifestyle that I admired.

After a while, my closest friends knew that I was a virgin and were very uncomfortable with my status. They tried every 'trick' in the book to get me to lose this status but that inner being would not yield despite my apathy to religion. Tricks like cajoling, criticisms, arranging babes, embarrassments, calling me names 'unhealthy', 'abnormal', 'loser', 'coward', 'impotent' were used on many occasions to my hurt but yet, that inner being held the rest of me firm.

Fast-forward to my Masters Class, I 'fell in love' or 'lust' with this babe and was determined to 'be normal' by losing my virginity. Yet all our romance fell short of sex. It got to a point, I started to question my sanity as I wanted to be like 'everyone else'. I wanted to lose my virginity to this very girl.....the love of my life! More than that, I also wanted to prove to myself that I was 'normal'.

Everytime I felt horn.y and had a hard on and thought of sex, a deep fear would suddenly envelope me and a voice will warn me never to do this particular deed, that 'it was the worst sin'. I could not understand that last line as virtually everyone in my circle of friends were having casual sex with sometimes multiple partners and I wondered if they were having the same 'eerie feelings' or hearing the same voice.

I had dated this lady till we were both completing our masters and yet, we have had no sex, no thanks to those eerie feelings and inner voices until I was determined to have sex irrespective of what happens.

D-day: She was alone in her home, I went to see her, we were both horn.y and needed sex so baaaaaadddddd.......that our eyes were dilating because of congi. We soon were all over each other kissing and romancing and before I could say ndeewoo! she was unclad on the floor and I was on top of her unzipping to bring out my joystick. That was when I saw Him.

'Him'? Let me describe Him....

In a flash, my 'eyes' suddenly opened and I saw a white bearded angel standing illuminated over me and the girl. He wore a white robe more like fluorescent shining white. He had a broad gold belt around his waist, He had a curved sword (more like those Arabian Knights curved, C-shaped or bent swords with unusually scary blades). The sword was already drawn and placed at the back of my neck while I was on top of the girl trying to unzip my trouser. I froze in shock The girl had no idea.

The scariest thing about this vision was His eyes. Yellow flames were spurting from His eyes and as I looked at Him, up from the girl, He communicated to me (just one line) without opening His mouth, just with His eyes and I heard Him clearly; "TRY IT AND I CUT OFF YOUR HEAD!" That was all He said and vanished.

Needless to say, my very arouse.d penis became deflated instantly. I suddenly got up from the girl and started apologizing and making up excuses that our relationship was too early for us to go the whole hog. Truth was that I was in too much of a shock to even begin to say what I saw to someone who had not the faintest idea.

I left her place bemused by the vision and lots of questions were ringing in my head including:
Who was I?
What did I just see?
What is the implication of 'cutting off my head?' Was it meant to be a physical cutting-off or spiritual cutting-off? (I was not prepared to find out).
Why me? (I was not even going to any church at that time).
How do I explain this to anybody? Who do I explain it to? Not to any of my friends though. It would have been anything from a case of hallucination to imagination, lies, smoking weed (I don't smoke), weirdo, etc.

But I know what I saw (I saw it clearly) and I know what I heard (clearly). I was 26years at the time, a mature adult.

That experience alone kept me off sex till I married.

Years later when I summoned the courage to let a pastor or two know, they all said that I was a special kid and needed to discover "who I am".

Thank you Ebuetor for the courage to start this thread. This story of mine is not easy at all. So I can appreciate how difficult or uncomfortable you felt relating your deep and very personal experiences. I also want to thank those peeps who have been courageous enough to write their personal experiences. These are unbelievable tales in our normal world.

thanku. U understand. hmmmmm... Thanku so much . your story made me so happy. AND someone is reading this and she/he is having a change of mind right now for good. Am so happy.

was extremely greatful to God, for this experience am about to share with you way back in the university.
I say '' Be nice to stranger, cause the bible says we dont know which might be an angel''. These words ring me a candid experience in the university. I was broke and have just been sent money from home, after withdrawing through the ATM dispensing machine, i was walking along the side of the road, a lonely path. Just then i saw this old woman, with a big load on her head. As she approached me, she raised her hand and said, '' my son , i beg please give me some money , am hungry.'' i was touched, i looked left and right hoping no body was approaching,(cause i dont like people seeing me give alms. If i dont give, know people were there). So i dipped my hand into my pocket, to reach for the money i had burdgeted into, but realised , i hav like only a five thousand in my pocket, very disapointed and guilty that i could not give her like 500naira at least, there was no way she will have change for a thousand naira, i reached for the only change on me, an 100naira note and i gave it to her. Her eyes light up in happiness, as she prayed a wish for me. I was feeling really bad , guilty, i could not do more, i looked back, hoping to get a view of the woman with the big load on her, and.....she was no where to found, no where. Am talking abt a narrow path, there was no way she could have ran down the road in just a few seconds, but then, i just made up my mind, mayb she must have entered into the bush. Little did i know not until i came to a bend on the road, did i notice something like paper shaped like money, i looked at it and it was really money, picking it up, a 100 US dollar note, in my HAND. I knew imediately in my mind, as i flashed back a the old woman, i just met an angel, and i passed. I could not stop telling of this testimony. I still have the dollar note with me hidden in a book , just to reminde me that, be nice to strangers, they might be angels.

People who knew , who their angels were, some can see, others can hear the voice of an angel, they do always say, its a voice of a little boy whispering a word of warning, others says its a voice that sounds like their father. Some see human like images in the dream that gives quality, life saving advise. All these are levels at which you communicate with your super natural predestined angel. Everybody's got one or more. Ophra winfrey once said in an autobiography, '' i am very attentive of my guardian angels, they have been a very important part of my life, Am always tuned in to what they ate trying to tell me ''., Even our lord Jesus christ, had angels watching over him. He could even call on the angels to fight for him, thats another level authorithy. I for one have just one guidian angel, ''she''. I used the word she becos, i have been still, enough to hear, ''her'' clearly. How about you. Pause of a minute and think on these words.

Talking about listening to your angel is this real story, narrated by a woman in the united states,here goes, ''Always listen to your guardian angel! One morning as I woke up I heard a voice saying over and over don't get on the boat, don't
get on the boat. So I told my husband about it. That day we were going boating with a friend who was bringing another friend that we had not met yet with their own boat as well. However at the end of the day after not getting on any of the boats, my friend talked me and my husband into getting on the boat for just a ride only. We gave in and went. While they were pulling a tuber in a double tube, the new ski rope, snapped. t snapped because the tuber had fell off the tube, the tube
submerged and held fast in the water, and the boat driver who had been drinking continued to drive the boat at over 30 mph even after we repeatedly yelled at him to stop. The first of the two gun shot sounds were when the rope snapped and the second one, when it hit me in the head. It knocked me out
and cause great bodily injury to me. I am disabled now due to what happened. I wish I had listened to my guardian angel.
The list goes on and on, people dont know they hav angels that watch over them, but what they dont know is that, just like any other form of relationship strenghten or weakens, is the way our close contact, with the supernatural being, also is either strenghtened or weakened.

ebuetor:
Talking about listening to your angel is this real story, narrated by a woman in the united states,here goes, ''Always listen to your guardian angel! One morning as I woke up I heard a voice saying over and over don't get on the boat, don't
get on the boat. So I told my husband about it. That day we were going boating with a friend who was bringing another friend that we had not met yet with their own boat as well. However at the end of the day after not getting on any of the boats, my friend talked me and my husband into getting on the boat for just a ride only. We gave in and went. While they were pulling a tuber in a double tube, the new ski rope, snapped. t snapped because the tuber had fell off the tube, the tube
submerged and held fast in the water, and the boat driver who had been drinking continued to drive the boat at over 30 mph even after we repeatedly yelled at him to stop. The first of the two gun shot sounds were when the rope snapped and the second one, when it hit me in the head. It knocked me out
and cause great bodily injury to me. I am disabled now due to what happened. I wish I had listened to my guardian angel.
The list goes on and on, people dont know they hav angels that watch over them, but what they dont know is that, just like any other form of relationship strenghten or weakens, is the way our close contact, with the supernatural being, also is either strenghtened or weakened.

so true bro. one morning around 8 or 9 I started praying but was feeling drowsy. as I laid to sleep I heard the voice of a man ( I was alone in my room of course). no voice on earth was as Sweet as his own. it was melodious. he spoke with so much love and concern in his voice. he called my named tenderly and say pray, pray. his voice shocked me cos I wasn't expecting it. another time after I had done night prayers, I had a dream. my angel came to me. he came with a white board and was teaching me so many spiritual things. the board appeared to have a video screen in it. he was so confident, loving and muscular. that was one of the best dreams I ever had..
not seeing your angel doesn't mean God doesn't live u or u don't have. many times its based on the level or spiritual maturity of the person. but 100% it is also subject to the will or permission of God BECAUSE NO ANGEL OF GOD WILL SPEAK OR APPEAR TO A HUMAN BEING WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM GOD. GOD LOVES EACH OF US SO MUCH. HE GAVE US OUR OWN BODYGUARDS. AWESOME GOD.

By my 2nd year in my Bachelors program, the 'in thing' among many of my circle of friends was belonging to one cult or another........and I hadn't joined any. Why?.....I haven't had the 'right' motivation to join any. Whatever motivated these guys to belong to one cult group or another didn't motivate me. I was a confirmed 'Jew Man'. However, I flowed easily with several cult members sometimes more than 'Jew Men'. Many of them easily shared their Confra escapades with me despite knowing my 'Jew Man' status. Thus was my ease with relating with several 'family' members that at a point, I knew almost every Confra Leader, Deputies and everyone's flag.

I simply loved their company and the fact that their lives had a lot more stories, action and were less boring than that of the average triangular (Class, Church and Hostel) student.

That 'inner person' in me was however, far too independent and self-opinionated to be burdened with declaring any 'loyalty' to any 'family' despite the fact that I had no obvious religious affinity at the time.

All that changed sometime in my 2nd year.

A war broke out between 2 families. Very bloody war. The worst in all my years in the University....About 31 souls died in the war....add innocent souls who were not 'family' members and you are counting about 35 or 36 souls that perished. I am not counting the wounded.

I will not mention the fighting 'families', the University or the circumstances that started the war.....because any Confra member within that time and place will easily decode if I gave out more hints.

However, that war provided enough motivation for me to desire joining one of the families.....the more brutal of the two.

U see, deep down me, I also craved for some 'action'. I always saw many Confra guys as cowards who cannot stand independently and fight for their rights but need a group support to be confident. (Forgive me but this was my humble sentiment). I never liked the idea of paying dues or having a fellow student no matter his height, strength, intelligence or any other exaggerated 'authority' dictate to me what to do, when to do it, give me some rules and enforce it. Deep down me, I wanted to be a free bird. I was deeply rebellious and that includes not subscribing to any 'family' authority.

But the war above almost changed that. What attracted me was the violence. I wanted to kill, kill and kill.....
Most peeps joined Confra for belongingness, brotherhood and protection. My own motivation was to experience real action; kill, kill and kill....
(I guess the above courage was what many of my Confra 'friends' noticed in me and bonded easily with me despite knowing my status as a 'Jew Man').

Two of my classmates were affiliated to the more brutal family who were killing about 80% of the fatalities and both seemed to be coming close to me at that point. One was a high-ranking member while the other was just about to cross the first bridge in his initiation rites.

I had a few preliminary discussion with the 2nd guy and needed time to make up my mind before involving the higher ranking member and that was when 'the voice' begun to torment me. And Torment me it did...... I will be walking on the road to my lectures and it will suddenly begin; "You want to go and kill other souls? You want to go and waste lives?!!! People's children?!!" I will stop and turn back and I will not see anybody

"I will reserve a special punishment for you!!!! I will make sure that you will survive this war unlike your friends that are dropping dead!! I will wait till you marry and have kids! And by their 3rd years in the University, I will kill them off in Confra Wars!!! Their corpses will be coming home to you, One by One!!!!...." I will be receiving lectures in class and 'that Voice' will be ringing loud....I will turn around and nobody else seem to be hearing it. 'The Voice' will attack me in my room, in the Class, on my way to lectures, at home, in the canteen, everywhere. Sometimes, I looked like a mad man tuning around searching for ghosts. Those threats were enough for me to quit my Confra ambition and remain a 'Jew Man'.

But those two classmates of mine had different destinies. The 2nd guy went for his 1st initiation and was so badly beaten up that he lost consciousness and was dumped at a hospital. (His friends sold the story that he was attacked by armed robbers and his family initially bought that story ) He remained in an unconscious state for weeks, on drips and bedridden. He did not know what was happening around him in the hospital but his elder sister later described to him the events that unfolded and led to his regaining consciousness. After several weeks spent unconscious on a hospital bed, a strange Man of God just walked into the hospital and went straight to his bed and told his family members that the boy lying on the bed had gone for an initiation and should have been dead but that God sent him to tell the boy and his family that he should never go back to complete that initiation, otherwise he will surely die. The Man of God then prayed for my guy and the guy soon opened his eyes and began his recovery. The Man of God left the hospital, never to be seen again.
My guy never went back to complete that initiation.

As for the high-ranking member, he was murdered in the war. He did not survive 2nd year.

'The Voice' saved me from having blood on my hands today and also saved me from a future of burying my unborn kids in their 3rd years.

I am most Grateful to the Voice

ebuetor:
everything you are about to read here came to me when i asked about Nigeria in the year 2015. I understand some of it's content, but will write it down has i got it. Its not from me, am only a voice. I may update it, if i get more.
All are in parable....


The new year kicks off on a good tone, the excitment, preparation, the work in progress, the plan from those above. Finger crossed, but assurance certain, a smile, a joy, an expected progress.
The tension, the little dog shall call out. The good shall cry but it for a short time as the tear shall turn to exceedly great joy, becos of this they will be more serious with what is to be done.
A sudden silence, like the stillness of the water, the dead as gone to sleep, finally in their grave, as their disturbances as seized to be. Another type of noise, better normal, more human noise began to take its place. Quickly progress is achieved. Opening of doors. Some as been closed for a long time, this time its opened. More doors spring open at quick susessions. I can feel the peace and progress. The top is achievable for the mighty giant. Other little giant are experiencing a nose dive, but this mighty giant rose higher. It is certain.
Little very little itches here and there...but that should not bother anyone, at the begining of the 4th born. It brings sadness to the heart but unites us greater. After this crash, comes the calm,progressive, happy moment that is much expected. This sad moment will last for three weeks and at the begining of the fourth week the seed from the burnt land shall prout again. What a month.
Nothing much happen here...only that a woman may take the lead on something, an arrow head. An iron fist. The people are more reserved, more thoughtful, coming together to dialouge, more matured. An important death of distraction, will not turn the people away from dialouging. The evil of distraction will not turn the people away from the , TALK.
On this month a name as been made , tagged on the country. She is beautified publicly, she blushed with humilty and pride. An encourage ment, for those, UNDER, to work, harder. He that is smart should use this oppurtunity.
Darkness tries to over shadow the light, at this month. It over shadows but the light can be put off, both light a darkness stays together.
An octupus with many arms raise, who is he? I dont know. But its hand a pressing the right button.
The building has began, in every aspect, in every area. Its huge.
Its made with iron.
There is friction in this month, vicious anger. This month represent a recap of what a desert feels like.
The fight. Its sad.
Aw usual, after the rain comes the rainbow. And after the storms comes the silver lining. It cools the heated ground.
The beauty of the flower has blossom.
The last month of the year, their is a crocodile in the water. A dangerious trap. A month of warning. Serious warning...

this are big time parables. Also, how do one meditate? I have been asking questions about this and havent gotten a satisfactory answer. I read God's word day and night and i want more, more and more. I want HIM to speak to me in another dimension in a way i am not used to. I have a powerful mind, a very powerful one. There's this surge of negative energy(opposing thoughts/voices, negetive thoughts, vain thoughts and voices that speak evil outrightly to oneself). But thank God for his mercies, voice of the Holyspirit counters them effectively. I know i have the HolyGhost in me, but i am not full and not where i want myself to be placed spiritually, not at all. The Spirit within me tellls me this, "you just need to be full". So, what say you?

@opokonwa

I just saw your reply.
PLEASE HELP CHECK YOUR MAIL (the one you use for NL).

THANK YOU.
Tolu

paranorman:

this are big time parables. Also, how do one meditate? I have been asking questions about this and havent gotten a satisfactory answer. I read God's word day and night and i want more, more and more. I want HIM to speak to me in another dimension in a way i am not used to. I have a powerful mind, a very powerful one. There's this surge of negative energy(opposing thoughts/voices, negetive thoughts, vain thoughts and voices that speak evil outrightly to oneself). But thank God for his mercies, voice of the Holyspirit counters them effectively. I know i have the HolyGhost in me, but i am not full and not where i want myself to be placed spiritually, not at all. The Spirit within me tellls me this, "you just need to be full". So, what say you?

Well @para, how would i explain? Well give me some time, i want to write something down to post this night, still about angel that quards.

I collinsVp humbly tender my sincere gratitude to the OP for coming up with this life transforming thread. Something tells me you never knew is going to be this massive. It is the lords doing and is marvelous in our eyes. It took me approximately 2days to go through this thread and I experience goose pimple arousing revelation which in no small measure has helped consolidate my faith. I equally appreciate all those who took time to share their experiences. You may not know how much lives you have touched and souls won back to God. My prayer is for all to get to a spiritual state where we will delight in pleasing God. At that state we shall have been dead to sin.

@OP am looking forward to seeing the interpretation of you NEW REVELATION.

GOD BLESS US ALL

Years ago, the whole population watched as news of a plane crash that took the lives of all except one little girl hit the news people got thinking if there could really be something called a divine helper in times of need.
According to this miraclous young girl on NBC NEWS, who survived a brutal plane crash that left her as a lone survivor amongst 100's, she testified relating to the supernatural, here it is....
MORONI, Comoros — The lone survivor of a Yemeni jetliner crash, who clung to wreckage for 13 hours before being rescued. But relatives said 14-year-old Bahia Bakari was too traumatized to be told her mother was feared dead, along with 151 others on
board the Yemenia airways flight. The jetliner was attempting to lanu, in fierce winds before dawn Tuesday when it slammed into the Indian Ocean. The girl's father, Kassim Bakari, described
his daughter as "fragile" and said she could "barely swim," she also narrated her experience," we saw the plane going down in t
water. I was in the water, I could hear people talking, but I couldn't see anyone. I was in the dark, I couldn't see a thing.'' For many, Bahia's survival was nothing short of miraculous.




Here is another testimony i found online,tells a true event that angels listens, and they walks amongst us...

My son was going to visit his girlfriend, in NC and
his mother warned him not to go; it was winter and himself or
the car were not prepared for the journey. During that night, my wife had a vision, where she saw him stranded on a dark NC roads, in the cold and it was freezing. she sent his guardian angel and other archangels to assist him. When he returned a few days later, my wife asked him if anything had happened on the road, and because he knows of her gifts, he said Yes and related to us this story. He had run out of gas on a dark road in the middle of the night, and out side was dark, and freezing, he was alone. As heavy snow poured, he did not want to stay in the car, so he started walking through the path, just then out of no where, a big 16 wheeler came from behinde him and stoped by his side, the driver, offered, not only to get him to the gas station, giving him a gas can, but also bring him right back to fill his car tank. as my son was putting the gas into his car, he turned around to say THANK YOU and the truck and all had disappeared without a sound or any loud noise from the truck engine. Another one of those angels in disguise.

Angels may come in different forms, that we may not be afraid, thus making it difficult for them to help us.
This woman i knew talked of seeing a white shining figure that gives her advise, especially when she had the decision to make on which suitor to choose amongst many, she had wooing her. She married the one her angel picked,she said the angel who was a woman, said to her, '' that is your husband'', and the result, they have been together of more than 34 years and counting, seeing them grow old together. This angelic form , keep appearing and she got scared, and then it stoped coming.




A young man was returning home late at night when suddenly another car came crashing into his side, sending the car into a spin and twist, then a halt. As he was pinned very tightly, and was lossing breath, he saw someone at the back of his car, it was a man,
who kept telling him: 'Don't loose faith, someone is already
on the way.' When the fire rescue people came, he told them that there was someone in the back seat and they said that there was NO
ONE THERE! He knew then that it was an angel in disguise, keeping
him from loosing his grip on the situation...saved his life!

The list goes on....

If you have any experience as these,feel free to share it, we will enjoy being a part of your solid experience, with God's divine beings and protectors.