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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 17, 2019 5:22:36 GMT -6
A very comforting event for her.
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Post by Brian on Oct 17, 2019 7:39:25 GMT -6
I've always believed that when we see something we can't comprehend our minds adjust to create an image we understand. I also believe that of things that we hear. We rely on sight before sound. I think if she'd stayed awake long enough she would have filled in what was being said, though how accurately I don't know. Our senses can be so easily deceived, yet we seldom hesitate to accept what they've relayed to our brain. It is a subject I find fascinating. Often things defy explanation, defy definition, so we create something that fits in our comfort zone. It's not a question of was it real or not, it's a question of perception, what and how we want to perceive something. Dicken's knew this a long time ago. Marley's Ghost: "Why do you doubt your senses?" “Because,” said Scrooge, “a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!” Fiction often reflects life, though we call it fiction so we can deny it. It's ironic that we can recognize and relate to fiction yet not admit how it does show real life. We are as more than one person has phrased it, though using different words, a funny lot who have a lot of growing to do as a species. Then again, maybe these thoughts are all a mare's nest  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 17, 2019 7:58:10 GMT -6
Interesting observation, Brian.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 17, 2019 8:00:56 GMT -6
The Presence Not long ago, my father was diagnosed with stage 4 bladder cancer and was not given much hope for survival past the Christmas season. Although the odds were devastatingly against him, he chose to go through a round of chemo to take some comfort in the idea that he tried everything he could to be cured. Although God had other plans, I take comfort in my faith that he will be taken care of by Christ and the angels themselves.
I was up in the wee hours of the morning after not being able to sleep in my unending thoughts and prayers. I stood in my driveway in the moonlight and meditated with chills indicating the presence of the Holy Spirit. As I prayed, my cat kept clawing and biting my ankles. I then, telepathically, said, "Jesus, can you please stop this annoying cat from biting my ankles while I am trying to talk to You?" At that very second, the cat refrained and sat up in a calmed state, although he still followed me as I strolled about the driveway. Coincidence?— johnowl01 ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 18, 2019 4:05:29 GMT -6
Interesting timing for the cat to stop biting his ankles.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 18, 2019 8:54:38 GMT -6
Angel in the Navy In 1974, while stationed in Pearl Harbor, someone I had been drinking with spiked my wine with LSD. He did so with several others. We all went back to the base barracks, and some of the guys were going crazy. I prayed for help. A sailor opened his door and asked what was wrong. I told him. He asked me to get everyone and bring them to his room. I did. He asked if we believed in God. We all shared our experiences about God, and that is when I noticed I was sober. It was way too soon for the LSD to wear off, it can be an 18-hour experience. It had only been a few hours since our drinks had been spiked.
The next day, I went to the room to thank the guy. When I went to the room, no one had been in that room for months. I was in communications, and there had been no ship movements. No one, but the guys who had their drinks spiked, remembers the man. It has been a mystery for nearly 40 years. There can be only one explanation, that sailor was either a ghost or an angel. Because of how he spoke of God, I believe he was an angel.—Gordon Marble ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 19, 2019 2:52:52 GMT -6
With such a drug involved, who knows what really happened  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 19, 2019 9:59:33 GMT -6
Seems to me that God was taking care of some people who were temporarily unable to take care of themselves.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 19, 2019 10:02:53 GMT -6
My Father Came to Me My father passed away on February 1, 2012. Soon afterward, I had a dream that my father was waiting for me, but the closer I came to him the further he moved away. He was standing at the top of a flight of stairs which was very high and I could not get to him. It was as if he was watching over me. Then, a few nights ago, he appeared as an angel to my mom's neighbor who was sleeping in mom's bed. He just stood there, and then disappeared, after she told him my mom is being taken care of by me and she is fine. I miss him so much.—Sharon ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 20, 2019 4:09:27 GMT -6
A nice thought, he stayed long enough to know his wife and daughter were being taken care of.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 20, 2019 9:27:15 GMT -6
I'm a believer that such things happen.  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 21, 2019 6:59:00 GMT -6
Moonville Ohio Angels Moonville, Ohio, is an old town that was overtaken by a plague, almost everyone died. All that is left of the town is a tunnel. We went through the tunnel, and three of my grandsons climbed the hill to the top. There was a thin beam of light that looked like a sword. It was right in front of us. I couldn't see when I looked up to take the picture, the light was so bright. I took the picture anyway. When we got back to our cabin, I looked at the picture, there was a bubble in the middle of the thin beam of light, it was right in front of my grandson, Jordan. Jordan lost his father at 9 months old, he was killed by a train. When I blew up the picture there were angels as plain as day looking right at Jordan. My 5-year-old granddaughter Masyn said, "I told you, Mommy, I saw an angel." I have the picture of the angels in the bubble, I want to share with the world. What a blessing we saw at Moonvill that day.—DianeVentura ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 22, 2019 4:11:47 GMT -6
Remarkable ... I would love to see this photo.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 22, 2019 12:47:18 GMT -6
Me too, Rick.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 22, 2019 12:49:45 GMT -6
Angelic Words My angel spoke to me once and told me his name. It happened when I came back from shopping. My mom told me to ask who my angel was. I was barely forming the question when he told me one name, Gabriel. Afterward, I could feel him standing near me in a soft light with golden swirls.—Shassari ~ |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2019 1:42:35 GMT -6
Trying to get caught up here..interesting stuff
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 23, 2019 4:52:03 GMT -6
Another inspiring vision, Foxy.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 23, 2019 10:07:47 GMT -6
Digital Angel Well, I had two angels. One, when I was 10 and I heard someone whisper my name but no one was there. My angel communicates with me by using digits on the clock. Last night, I was on my iPod and I randomly felt someone lightly squeeze or touch my arm. I was confused at first and started looking around but no one was there, so I looked at the time it was 2:23. I just missed 2:22, one of the times when they let me know they're there. I was amazed.—Courtney ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 24, 2019 4:28:58 GMT -6
A digital angel ... cool
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 24, 2019 14:04:15 GMT -6
Bus Stop Angel I had a difficult two years full of losses, sadness, and major changes. I was recently diagnosed with depression. I had some very strange experiences and some moments of pure bliss.
One day, I was sitting at the bus stop and something that I couldn't see sat next to me. Something so beautiful that I felt pleasure and tingling all along that side. A very spiritual friend said it was evil, but I didn't feel it as evil. I think it was an angel that wanted to guide me. It has done just that through a chance encounter with a friend of a friend who has set me on the right path to healing all my hurt and resolving my depression and more. This friend of a friend is like an angel here on earth for me.—Rosalola ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 25, 2019 4:26:22 GMT -6
It is good her life has turned around, whatever the presence at the bus stop was.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 25, 2019 8:49:38 GMT -6
Yes, Rick.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 25, 2019 8:54:33 GMT -6
Angel Helps Me Save My Son's Life My son called me because he wanted to die, but after trying to convince him that I should fly there to help with the children he hung up. My 7-year-old grandson called me crying and said, "Please, Grandma, come!" I called the airlines and had to be at the airport for the last 9 p.m. commuter plane. The terminal was under construction so I was left at a shuttle site in the parking lot in the pouring rain. It was 8:45 p.m. I had never used this airport so I was terrified and began crying. A woman appeared from the black of night and said, "Why are you crying?" I replied, "I don't know where to board the plane!" She asked me my flight information, then said, "Don't worry, I'll get you there." Then, a shuttle showed up! She got me to the terminal, and I was the last to board. I stayed up all night with my son, then I called the suicide line at 4 a.m. convincing him to talk with a psychiatrist. A friend came by, went to talk with him, and came out with a loaded gun and sleeping pills that he talked him into giving up! An angel saved him! ~Ruth K ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 26, 2019 5:13:56 GMT -6
An angel or kind-hearted person ... either way I love the happy ending  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 26, 2019 10:05:53 GMT -6
I think many of our Angels are kind hearted people that become our Angels.
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See you all more tomorrow. Happy Friday/weekend everyone