By: Kathleen Liner
Location: New Britain CT USA
I was awakened one night in my very dark bedroom (the only noticeable light was from my alarm clock and the cracks of light coming in the windows on the sides of the shades pulled down) - I was in a deep sleep, lying on my right side, hands tucked under my pillow. Suddenly, my eyes popped open as if someone shook me awake. I didn't feel touched, but that is how suddenly I woke.
Within seconds of waking, I knew my grandfather was at the foot of my bed in an angelic form. I was scared even knowing it was my grandfather (whom had passed away 3 years prior). He was conveying into my mind though,"Don't be scared, it's me." over and over...but I was very frightened for about 3-4 minutes and coudn't move. He was conveying into my mind that he begged god to come down to me in my time of need (as he let me know he understood "all" that I was going through - with my father having sexually abused me for years and my grandfather never knew in his living state of that.) He knew that I needed a message to get me through and begged to come tell me that"everything" is going to be okay" - that he conveyed over and over to me - and I knew it meant that "everything" in my whole life was going to be generally "good" and that I was going to live to be a pretty good old age and have nothing majorally serious happen in my life. It would be fairly just smooth and easy enough. He said he feels so terrible for what his son did to me and he knows all of it. I finally got the courage up to roll onto my back and look at him - and did - but still scared at the awe of the whole thing. I was asking myself - "am I dreaming? - but I know I am not!" knowing how amazing it was and finally knowing and accepting I wasn't dreaming, I told myself - "okay, if I am awake, I am going to roll over onto my left side and look out the crack of my shade to look out the window," As a test to see if I was awake. Sure enough, I rolled over and looked out. At that point - I felt the most unbelievable peace and knew I was being amazingly blessed by the lord. (oh, by the way, my grandfather was ghostly looking (in my pitch black room) but I saw him very clearly in a striped polo shirt and dark blue pants and black belt. He looked like he did alive, but in a ghost image). The instant I awoke the next morning, I remembered what happened and KNEW I was awake during it and it was real. I felt and always still feel an unreal sense of calm and the lords blessing whenever I have tough times or just think about it in amazement. It has changed my life and feel totally confident in the experience. I know I am indeed blessed and very fortunate.
Some may never see with earthly eyes these heavenly beings or know that they exist. Many are unaware of the numerous ways they have protected and guided us. We would like to share with you the stories of people who take pleasure in expressing how real angels are.
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