Looking for Angels, Finding the Light

I wanted to tell you I’m afraid of angels, but I’m really not. On February 18, 1994, I was in an automobile accident. At the time, I did not know what happened except that I was surrounded by a bright white something that seemed to be holding me. I’ve only told a handful of people about this (oh, and anyone listening to a call in radio show once about seeing ghosts) and no one really had an answer for me.

Reflecting on this event and my post Angels in the Light, I set out to learn more about these spiritual beings. That meant reading all of Billy Graham’s (1994) book Angels, downloading Don Stewart’s (2020) free book Angels: God’s Invisible Messengers, and watching Wendigoon’s (2021) video the  9 types of Angels Explained. I was so excited to learn about these angels that I started categorizing, describing, and writing each a job description. (I’ll spare you my lengthy notes!)

And then, the weirdest thing happened, on August 29, 2022, I found myself on a mountain famous for angel sightings. I told my friend “M” about this and on September 5th, 2022, “M” and her husband went to hike this famous mountain. When I talked to her on the phone later that day, I asked her what, if anything, she saw on the ridge. She gave me a beautiful description of Prayer Mountain.

October 4th, 2022, “M” is in a coma. I prayed. “G-d, I need a miracle. I need her to come back and tell everyone she met Jesus!” Then, in the softness of my heart, I hear “You tell them.”

What do I regret not telling “M” on September 5th, 2022?

When I jumped out of the car at the top of Prayer Mountain, I was like a United States Marine on a reconnaissance mission. I had my phone out snapping pictures and taking videos, I was out to find these angels. I wanted to prove to my family angels exist. For thirty years, I believed it was an angel that protected and saved me from death on February 18, 1994.

It was at the end of the trail, that I thought “There are no angels here.” I turn around to walk back up the path. Then . . . straight from my heart, I hear a soft voice saying “Look here” and from behind me over my left shoulder a hand appeared. I was frozen in time until my husband from the top of the footpath yelled, “Are you coming?”

In the car, I was silent. My husband asked me, “What were you staring at for four minutes?” I couldn’t tell him, I was mentally talking to Jesus’ hand (because I was too afraid to look in any direction, but the hand). At this point, I’m assessing my mental health and I say, “Nothing.” Sometimes it’s easier to tell your friends this stuff, but I didn’t even dare to tell her, and now I don’t have the chance.

Fast forward to March 7th, 2023 . . .

I reflect back on these events and so many in my life. Today, I feel like I have to make amends. I was quick to accept the existence of angels, BUT now I know that bright white something was actually Jesus. Jesus is the light (John 8:12).

Reflecting on the Evidence

1. Debate the existence of angels using references to support your position.
2. Debate the existence of Jesus, as the light, using references to support your position.

Dedicated

To my family and friends who still don’t know Jesus, I pray your journey to knowing Him is shorter than mine!

References

Anonymous. (2001). Mommy and her Angels [Drawing].

Beck, M.S. (2022c). Angels in the light. Time Traveling Nurse. https://timetravelingnurse.blog/2022/08/05/angels-in-the-light/

Graham, B. (1994). Angels. Word Publishing.

New King James Bible. (2022). Blue Letter Bible Online. https://www.blueletterbible.org/nkjv/jhn/8/12/s_1005012

Mirriam-Webster. (n.d.). Amends. https://www.google.com/search?client=safari&rls=en&q=Merriam-Webster+Amends&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8

Stewart, D. (2020). Angels: God’s Invisible Messengers. Educating our World. https://educatingourworld.com/media/hr9pt9k/angels-god-s-invisible-messengers

Wendigoon. (2021, September 27). 9 Types of Biblical Angels Explained. Retrieved September 5, 2022 from, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9i3QPva-tdw

Special Thanks

Tricia Trosclair, my realtor, for taking us to Prayer Mountain.

Delores Bunting and Becky Niles, my friends, they are better than spell-check. Thank you for finding the missing letter(s).

Annah Howell, my daughter, I’m so glad you know where the commas go.

Tracey Stones, fellow blogger and friend, thank you for inspiring me to write when I want to give up.