Saved by an Angel (34 page)

One particular night while I was walking into a patient’s room, I heard a voice tell me to go down to the opposite end of the hall and check on another patient of mine. I thought,
I just checked on him not too long ago, and he was sleeping and doing fine
. Normally, the nightly rounds on every patient occurred every two hours, and I had just seen that patient about 45 minutes prior.

I contemplated the voice, trying to rationalize,
But I just saw him,
yet the voice persisted. I then decided,
Okay, I’ll go check on him.
I put down the other patient’s medications and walked all the way down the long hallway and into this patient’s room. He was sleeping, so I put my hand on his chest, asking if he was all right. As my hand touched him, I noticed something wet, so I turned on the light. I then saw that he was hemorrhaging from a central-line site where the line had been taken out during the prior shift hours before!

I immediately applied a pressure dressing. I asked the patient if he felt any pain or knew he was bleeding, and he said no. He was dreaming away! I then knew that the only way for me to have caught this hemorrhaging in the beginning was due to Divine guidance. I was very thankful, and now I really listen to my angels.

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by Martin W. Acevedo

One evening in March of 1997, I didn’t get home until bedtime. I was very tired, and looking forward to resting. When I walked in the door, I heard a voice say in a straightforward manner: “Don’t go to bed yet.” The voice was neither feminine nor masculine, and it wasn’t menacing or sweet. It was just calmly instructive.

I am an elder of a church that honors the spiritual beliefs of East and West, and was raised praying for the assistance of the angels, so this communiqué did not seem unusual to me. I simply said out loud, “Okay,” and kept myself occupied in the living room for a while. Soon, I sensed that whatever was going to happen would happen soon. At that moment, I heard an intermittent buzzing sound coming from my kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and saw that the electrical outlet for my refrigerator had caught on fire, and the flames were spreading up the wall! I was renting an older home at the time, and the outlet or wiring was probably worn out. I could only think,
Wow,
knowing why I had received so timely a message. I put out the fire with a small kitchen extinguisher that I kept nearby.

Thinking about the episode, I said happily to my unseen friend, “Thank you.” Later, as I walked toward my bedroom, I received one more message from my guardian angel: “Check your smoke detector.”

I reached up and tested the smoke detector near my bedroom and discovered that the battery was dead. Had I not been attuned to my guardian angel’s message, I probably would have died from the kitchen fire, which would have gone unnoticed.

I am very grateful for the partnership that exists between heaven and Earth, so that we each can fulfill our sacred mission here. I hope this inspires others to be open to their angel friends.

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by Azaya Deuel

My first angel experience happened when I was around four years old. My brothers, Bobby and Billy; my sister, Anne; and I were at a park in Azusa, California, near our home. While my siblings played with friends at one end of the park, I wandered to the fountain at the other end.

A man approached me and asked if I wanted some candy. I inquired if I could have some for my brothers and sister, too. He said yes and told me to follow him behind one of the buildings by the parking lot and he would give me all the candy I wanted. I was intent on going with him because I really wanted the candy.

As I started to follow him, though, I heard a voice say, “You have to go tell your brothers and sister where you’re going.” I repeated this to the man, but he tried to tell me that it wasn’t necessary and that we’d only be gone a few minutes. I kept insisting that I had to tell them, and then I did as I was directed and got my brother Billy’s attention. He called from across the park and asked where I was going. I told him I was going with the nice man to get some candy for all of us. I turned around to find the man gone. The other kids came running and checked the parking lot, but the man was nowhere to be found. They kept me close by after that.

Later that night, the police came to our house and asked a lot of questions. It was during a time when there were a lot of kidnappings, in late 1949. Fortunately, my angel intervened, and even more fortunately, I listened and obeyed!

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by Kate Whorlow

It was 1992, a few months after my grandmother had died. I was lying in bed asleep in the early hours of the morning. I don’t remember what I was dreaming about, but I think my grandmother was in my dream. Suddenly I heard someone say strongly in my right ear: “Breathe, Kate! Breathe!”

I gasped and woke up suddenly, at the same time realizing that I had actually
stopped
breathing. I immediately sat up and inhaled as deeply as I could, trying to understand what had happened. It was pretty scary, to say the least; and at first I thought my mother had come into my room, noticed that I wasn’t breathing, and told me to breathe, but everyone else was still asleep and there was no one there.

Now, years later, I know that it was my angel who told me to breathe and saved my life, as I had no idea at the time that I had asthma—one symptom of which is sleep apnea (where you stop breathing in your sleep). My grandmother, I believe, sent the angel to save me, as she’d had asthma herself when she was alive.

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by Azaya Deuel

My husband, Dan, was a pilot and flight instructor who owned his own plane. One day, Dan and I went flying from an airport in La Verne, California, and headed over the mountains of Southern California. It was an incredibly beautiful day, and everything was going well.

Suddenly, the plane’s engine started to sputter and quit. Dan tried everything he could think of, but nothing helped, so he started looking for a place to crash-land. Things weren’t looking too good. I knew nothing about flying, and Dan never talked to me about airplanes or their mechanics. I actually saw my life flash before my eyes, like you read about in books.

Then I heard a voice say, “Carb heat. Tell him to pull the carb heat”—so I did. I yelled, “Carb heat! Pull on the carb heat!” I guess my outburst shocked Dan enough that he immediately pulled on the carburetor heat knob.

I’m sure all of this took place in a matter of seconds or minutes, but it seemed like an eternity. Pulling on the “carb heat” worked, and we were able to get to the airport and land safely!

As Dan explained to me later, the carburetor had iced up during storms that had occurred over the previous days, and the ice prevented the engine from receiving fuel. Once the situation was under control, my husband just looked at me and said, “How?” I told him about the angel’s voice. I don’t think he believed me, but I knew without a doubt that the angels were flying with our airplane that day, and that they’d just saved our lives!

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by Natalia Kuna

One late night when I was in my 20s, I was walking to a bus stop near the University of Auckland in New Zealand. The area was not well lit, so it was very dark and ominous—quite spooky, actually, especially since there was also an old city cemetery across the street. But I was just focused on getting to my bus stop.

Suddenly, out of the blue, a disincarnate voice seemed to come into my head and told me very quickly, sharply, and clearly that a car was about to pull up behind me and a man would try to force me to get inside. I knew to trust this voice.

Literally just seconds after this warning, that’s exactly what happened. A rough-looking car pulled up from behind, slowed down, and stopped right in front of me. The man inside verbally and with persuasive hand gestures tried to coerce me into the vehicle. He was unscrupulous and forceful in his manner, and had an awful dark energy about him. He appeared shady, unkempt, and agitated.

It was clear that his intentions were unsavory and that he was not to be trusted. My gut told me to stand back and not get in that car! My angel’s warning had calmed me and given me the courage to deal with the situation in a collected manner. I told the man clearly and firmly that I would
not
obey his instructions! Yet he acted as though he wasn’t going to waver in his resolve.