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I beleive in the corps of Angels. I think they are all male. No females in the bunch. It just seems to make sense to me.
Have you ever had an encounter with who you knew in your spirit was an angel? I have and I thought it would be interesting to know if others have had simular experiences. I don't mean this to be a place to bebate this subject but to simply tell of your experiences. Feel free to post scriptures, songs, pictures or stories on this subject also.
I will begin by relating something I feel was an angel encounter. Several years ago a friend and I were driving in Nashville, Tn. on our way to a gospel singing. We were lost...terribly lost. We were stopped at a busy intersection waiting for a traffic light so we could procede. My friend was saying "I think we should go this way" and I was saying "I don't think so." Truthfully, neither of us knew which way to go. As we sat there waiting for the light to change to green, there was a tap on the drivers side window. My friend who was doing the driving rolled down the window and the man standing there asked us if we needed help. Now mind you we were just one car among several waiting there for that light to change. My friend told the man what street we needed to find and the man quickly gave him precise directions as to how to get there. I had been facing the man as he spoke but I turned for a split second and glanced up to see if the light had changed. It changed to green at that moment and I turned back toward the drivers side of the car. The man had vanished! He would not have had time to get into any of the cars waiting for the light and by that time they were all moving anyway. He was simply...gone! I looked all around and he was nowhere to be seen. And I thought why would he come to OUR car and ask if we needed help. Well, I believe God dispatched him to come and minister help to us when we relly needed it. In Hebrews angels are referred to as ministering spirits and I believe we encountered one that day. Angel or not, I know God sent that man to help us specifically that day and I have never forgotten it. How awesome God is!!
I loved your story, but doesn't Jesus say (I don't remember where) that in Heaven we will be like the angels, neither male nor female? Or am I confused (again!!)?
I do think that the cute blond female angels and the fat baby cherubs are not very accurate. After all, almost every time an angel visited a human, they were so afraid they fainted dead away. Can't see that happening with what most people call angels.
(Boy, what I wouldn't give for that fear!!)
Thank you for your story. As I read it, it seemed like God used it to confirm something to me. In december, I was at my church's food pantry when I met a new one named Joan. She was in an abusive relationship and clearly had other problems as well. The way she clung to me I could tell that she was emotionally needy though not without friends. I counseled with her out in the 20 degree parking lot for 30 min or so. I gave her the words God gave me to reassure her that this was not the end, she did have options. She left in better spirits. But when it was over, I was ovewhelmed. I had a friend in similar circumstances who with God's help along with me and the pastor's we got her out of the pit of you know where that humans had put her in. That friend is ok now...but it took an emotional toll on me that I haven't recovered from. So when I met Joan...I knew she wanted me to be her next bud but I just couldn't. I have felt bad ever since. I did do some research on what Joan's options were in case she left her husband and left that info with the head of the food pantry. But, I have still felt bad for not being her next bud.I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and my car started to choke and splutter and die, I barely managed to coast into a gas station, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn't even turn over. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the "quickie mart" building, and it looked like she had perhaps slipped on some ice and fell, so I got out to see if she was okay.
When I got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as I helped her up, I picked it up to give it to her.. it was a nickel.
At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back (1 in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95.
I asked her if she was okay and ...