HAVE YOU THANKED YOUR "LUCKY STARS" (ANGELS)?
If angels rarely appear, it's because we all too often mistake the medium for the Message.
~ Eileen Elias Freeman
There are several times in my life that I have often felt like angels were watching over me. Not only watching but protecting, shielding and carrying me through some of the scariest, most challenging and most trying days of my life.
I walked away from car crashes, one so near-deadly that it involved the car sliding out of control, downhill in the rain, travelling backward for a portion of the time, with semi trucks sharing the road; And neither I, nor any of my passengers, suffered so much as a single scratch. All of the back windows, rear side windows, and the passenger side front window had been shattered. There was glass in our hair and clothing, but not a single scratch on our bodies.
I thanked God that day for sparing my life, and the lives of those travelling with me, including my then four year old son, just as I stop and thank Him again as I write this today, for I am eternally grateful. The memory of the crash still gives me the chills and makes me "cold to my bones" (as I like to say).
There were other times, when I was involved in criminal activities back in my late teen years, when I didn't probably even deserve the protection of my guardian angels, but they picked me up and carried me through, as they always do.
I am the product of broken homes and families, yet I have a heart that has learned to love and forgive. I have my Creator to thank for that. The fact that I am still here to give testimony to those who lose their way, just like I once did, is due to the grace God grants upon me, through the blessings of his circle of angels.
The reason I decided to write this blog about angels, and how thankful I am to have them and how I intend to continue to acknowledge them in my life is because I had another "close encounter" recently. I still sit here astonished as I write this, and pause to light another "tea candle" for the oil burner.
For almost two years now, every blue moon, I would smell gas. It would be a faint but very distinct odor lasting only a minute or two and then disappearing. I mentioned it to my boyfriend about a month ago, but it wasn't until recently that he too smelled the gas.
He asked me to contact the gas company immediately and have them do an inspection. The lady on the phone at the gas company said she could not confirm an appointment, and it could be anytime from the time I placed the call (approximately 3:30pm) up until 10:00pm at the latest. But since this was an emergency (the smell or leakage of gas is considered an emergency) she knew they would be there before 9:00pm. She gave me instructions to turn off all of the gas appliances and do not use any electricity. Oh, and we should wait outside until the gas man gets here.
For more information on what you should do if you smell gas click this helpful link. (What to do if You Smell Gas or Suspect a Leak) It only took me about three minutes to read these life-saving tips. I encourage you to read the info because it could save your life and the lives of those you love.
About five minutes later my boyfriend suggested that we get the grand kids ready so when the gas man gets here we can all go outside. Just as we walked up front to wake them up from their nap, there was a knock at the door and the gas man was here. He came so quickly I was shocked. I did not expect to see him at least for an hour after our call. Had it even been 5 minutes? As my boyfriend showed the gas man to the bedroom, which is where I would usually smell the gas, I woke up the kids and began to put their shoes on when I heard the gas man's gauge beeping its fool head off. The thing was just singing.
I indeed had a gas leak, in my bedroom! The same bedroom I light incense in, the same bedroom I burn candles in. There was a high concentration of gas near the ceiling and near the floor about a foot from where I lay my head at night. As it turns out, this old house built in 1913 used to have gas furnaces in the bedrooms and there are still visible gas pipes that stick out of the wall, but they have all been capped off. I always wondered what they were and used to think maybe gas, but I couldn't figure out who would run gas lines to the bedrooms. There is also one in the bathroom.
The cap needed to be tightened and so the gas man fixed us up in a jiffy. But can you imagine how many times my angels had to sit and watch waiting for a candle flame to burn out, sitting and fighting off all manner of evil I invited by flicking the lighter to burn an incense?
There are some of you who may think that I was lucky, that I should be thanking my lucky stars, or that it was just a coincidence that the gas never leaked or became sparked by electricity in the air, or never blew up when I was lighting a match or burning a candle. I do not intend to change your views, I simply want to share mine with you. I am and always will be touched by the angels.
You have them too, we all do. I am not claiming to be special, or any better than you, but think back on your life and reconsider your decision to be lucky, or feel lucky to have made it this far. I know that I have been blessed and held in the hands of my God.
It is only by the grace of God and the hands of His angels that we made it through this far.
~ Lady Lavender
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