Chapter 3 and 4 of In Due Season: We Will Hear God's voice

 

Angel In The Mall

 

 

During the 1990's I didn't belong to any church, but I was a strong believer in God and Jesus, His son. I became obsessed with reading the Bible and listening to Christian music and I had this strong desire to join a church and get baptized. I was never the one to strike out on my own and do something like go to church. I mostly kept to myself. I believe the angels in Heaven were sent to minister to my spirit because I was thirsting for it. The more I read the Bible, the more I would see these strange white lights. However, on one particular night as I lie in bed reading my Bible I felt something graze across my forehead above my brow, and as I looked up towards the ceiling I saw a big ball of twirling yellow light. It was a figure of some sort. My spirit quickly felt it was an angel of the Lord, so I wasn't afraid at all. Many people might think it was a ghost, but I don't believe that spirits of dead people are allowed to roam the earth. I believe that when you are absent from the body you are present with the Lord Jesus Christ. The only explanation is that it was either a demon or an angel. My guess and belief is that it was an angel because demons don't hang around any one reading the Bible and they definitely don't calm anyone's spirit. Demons like to strike fear in you and that night I wasn't fearful of anything. I felt watched over and loved by God.

                                                                     

                                                                   

The next evening my sister Julie wanted to go to the video store to rent some movies and I went along with her. After we rented our movies and walked out into the parking lot, an old lady, who I believe was homeless and living out of her car, walked over to us with some religious literature. She handed a couple to us and we gave her a dollar and headed home. Later that night I read it. I can't remember everything word for word but I believe it was meant for me because the part I did remember said, "My beloved, as you slept I touched your brow." This was supposed to be Jesus speaking to His beloved child. Although I wasn't asleep, I was reading the Bible, but still it felt as though this religious literature was meant for me. My faith in God tells me it was, because it edified me at the time. The white lights that I see usually appear when I am more in tuned with the Lord. I once had an eye examination and wondered if they were going to find something wrong with my eyes; but my eye exam came back normal, no abnormalities. In fact it was quite funny because they gave me a vision field test where you have to press a button when you see a white light fly across the screen. Well because I was so used to seeing small white lights I didn't press the button and the nurse wondered why. I told her that I always saw white flashes of lights or balls of lights flying around. So again this verifies to me that I really did see angels. Angels can also appear in human form as it was in the time of Lot, when he was in the land of Sodom and Gomorrah. Angels appeared in human form and led Lot and his family out of that wicked city. Earlier I talked about purchasing a book on angelic experiences by everyday people who live in modern times. 

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Many claim to have had angels save their lives from dangerous situations and these angels came in human form to save them. I remember the first time an angel coming to my aid. Again on another occasion I was in a mall and I had walked off, I was upset and feeling not appreciated by my family. I was walking around the mall window-shopping and avoiding being in the same space as my family. I walked around the mall for several hours as my family looked for me because they were ready to leave the mall. I ended up in a big department store about 8pm. There was a large bin of purses and handbags on sale. Three women were looking through these purses. There was one older Hispanic lady and two younger African-American women.  They were not altogether. The two African American women left, leaving me looking through purses with the Hispanic woman. I walked off and went over to the jewelry counter and began looking at the earrings. The Hispanic woman came over and stood next to me and she kept smiling. She was also looking at the same earring carousel. She put an earring in her ear and asked me how it looked on her. I told her that it was very becoming on her and that she should purchase it. She shook her head as to say no and she put it back on the jewelry carousel. She struck up a conversation with me about church. She asked what church I belonged to. Of course I couldn't tell her I belonged to a church because I wasn't part of one. She looked at my hand and saw that I had a ring on and she asked me was I married. I told her that I wasn't. She went on to tell me what church she belonged to and that I should look into attending that church. I just listened to her and didn't speak and then suddenly she looked over at the escalators and there was a man and a woman coming down the escalator. She told me that it was her pastor and his wife. She waved at them and they didn't wave back to her, so she quickly turned to me and told me that she was going to finish up her shopping.

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I felt very comfortable talking to her, but for some reason I found her to be very strange. In fact, the area of town we didn't have many Hispanic people living there.  It was predominately African American. I started to walk behind her; I may have been at least five feet behind her when she stopped dead in her tracks, turned to me and said. "You can't follow me; you can't go where I'm going." I realized that I was following because I was curious to see where she was going; but I was quite a distance behind her, how did she realize I was following her? I told her that I was going to finish up my shopping too. There was no one else around to witness what was happening; in fact the mall was emptying out because it was near closing time. I turned around to go another way but quickly looked back to see where she was and she had disappeared. Not more than one minute later my mother, sister, aunt and cousins were walking up asking where I had been because they were looking for me and they were ready to go home. I felt bad because my mother was probably worried sick about me.  In fact this was just a year before she was put on dialysis, so I imagine she was not feeling so well and I worried her. Could this angel have been stalling me, keeping me from leaving that department store so my mother could find me? I was thinking about catching the bus home before I even ran into this angel. The area wasn't a safe area to be catching a bus late at night. Could this angel have been stalling me to keep me from harm's way out there in the streets? I believe both reasons were possible. There was also a strange twist to this. My sister Julie and I had to go back to that department store to purchase something the next month and I noticed that those down escalators where the pastor and his wife was coming down was actually escalators going up. So I wondered, how they were coming down escalators going up, and I also wonder why they didn't wave at the Hispanic woman. After all, she claimed they were her pastor and his wife. Whatever the case was, this angel saved my sick mother from worry and saved me from possibly being harmed out there waiting for a bus in a dangerous area. God is always sending his angels to protect his children Psalms 91:11-12. This should make everyone think about the people they meet in life and how they should be polite and kind to everyone because you never know if you are really entertaining an angel unawares. We must understand that there is greater works out there we can't even comprehend and it is for God's glory and in our best interest.

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Angels can manifest themselves into yellow balls of flaming light, small pin drops of white lights flying through the air or they can manifest themselves into human form and angels can also manifest themselves into animals. I imagine that if we were really to see an angel the way they really are we would die at the sight of them. So if God sends an angel to us to minister to us or save us, he is going to send an angel in a form that we can comprehend and not fear. And I imagine it is the same at our appointed time of death that he sends us angels to lead us to him. God wants us to feel comfortable with his Holy creations. He will not want us trembling in fear at the sight of an angel that has eyes in its wings and feet that resemble feet of lions. It is not for our eyes to see and mind to comprehend at this moment in time. There are people in this world that are scary enough to look upon, so I can imagine an angel looking frightening in his real angelic form would be a lot worse. God is perfect, so are His ways and His plans that are of the utmost perfection. He will not strike fear in you by sending something to you that will give you a heart attack. He will disguise his angels with things that are easy on the mind, eyes and heart. You will see a glimmer of light or you will hear a soft and gentle voice. God will send an angel in human form. If you are the type that is fearful by the simplest things, God knows your heart right from the start and will not give you this experience. Getting angry at others who have had this experience is not the way to go about it. When God feels that you are ready and you have prayed and asked him to reveal himself to you or send an angel it just might happen. This experience is not for the faint at heart, so be careful when you pray to God asking him to send an angel that you can see with your physical eyes, because your heart just might not be able to take it.

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Chapter 4

 

Prophetic Dreams And Supernatural Occurrences

 

Many things have happened that I can't explain. But I am sure that the previous chapters are evidence and proof that I had angelic encounters. Now this is something that happened with an old Polaroid camera my dad owned. He hadn't used this camera in years and in fact it was put away in the closet until one day he ran across it. This camera wasn't working properly and my dad being like most men, wanted to investigate why this electronic wasn't working. He snapped the on button and a photo flew out, and then a second one. One of the photos didn't develop.  The other one did and what was on this photo had puzzled us. It was three figures on it that we didn't recognize. They were in spirit form but shaped like people. All of them had something over their heads resembling halos. Well we were very intrigued and we showed these photos to other family members who were churchgoers and they believed it to be angelic beings on this photo. We placed this photo in a Bible and put it up on a shelf after it had its debut and exhibit from relatives we showed it to. A few weeks later we went back to get the photo because of a conversation about it lit a fire under our butts, making us get the Bible to retrieve it; but what we found was only the Bible. That photo was never found again. None of us knew what happened to it and still today wonder how it vanished? I suppose it wasn't meant to stick around to be on display. Perhaps the angels just wanted to make their presence known to us to comfort us and let us know that God was there protecting us; especially knowing what our family was going to later be faced with in years to come.

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Supernatural things have been happening for centuries and dreams are a part of the supernatural when they are prophetic or a dream that is ministering to you from the Lord. However, some dreams are worrisome and they can become a living nightmare. A long time ago my grandfather had a reoccurring dream that bothered him for a couple of weeks. He dreamt that there was a tree in Mississippi way back in the woods that had treasure underneath it. One morning my grandfather called his friend and told him about this bothersome dream. His friend told him that he should listen to this dream, that it is telling him something. My grandfather and his friend got into his truck and drove to Mississippi and found that very tree that was in my grandfather's dream. They took out two shovels and started to dig, believing that they would find that treasure my grandfather kept dreaming about. It was night time as they were out there digging until suddenly they heard screams as if someone was being tortured. The screams grew so loud it began to sound like many people being tortured and they became frightened. Dropped their shovels and got into the truck and went back to New Orleans. There is no way anyone could know what my grandfather and his friend experienced that night, but I heard that during the times of the civil war when slaves were killed by their masters, they were thrown on top of buried treasures to keep the Yankees and other slaves from stealing it. The souls of the dead slaves were thought to be haunting those areas where the treasure was believed to be buried. Maybe that is all true, but I don't believe in human haunting or ghost. I know there is such a thing as demonic activity that may be haunting those areas. The spiritual realm is most definitely real. I don't know the reason my grandfather was having these dreams about that tree, but his spirit picked up on this in his dreams. Having prophetic dreams are also very much real and if God wants to reveal something to you that is important he will.

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My mother had been on dialysis for two years and she was on the kidney transplant list. They had given her a beeper in case they needed to contact her when they found a match. My mother had been waiting and her beeper had gone off a few times by mistake getting her hopes up high. She had heard that sometimes you can be on the bottom of the list for a kidney and be waiting for years for a kidney. She was sick and tired of being hooked up to a dialysis machine three times a week. She was even feeling very fatigued and not feeling like doing anything after dialysis. Depression had set in on my mother and I was very worried about her. I didn't know how to cheer her up about anything; but this one particular night I had a dream that my cousin Karl, who had died in 1988, was at the movies with me. He went outside to call his girlfriend and I followed him. It seemed like he was arguing with her on the phone and all of a sudden we heard a crash. Karl and I went outside the movie house and we saw a man with dreadlocks pinned underneath his motorcycle. Other people who was outside told us that he was hit by a car. 

                                                                      

                                                                            

Karl looked at me and told me to tell my mother not to worry because she was about to get a kidney and then the dream ended. The next day when I went with my mother to dialysis I told her about this dream and it actually cheered her up. She got on the phone with her sister, the mother of Karl and told me to tell her what I had dreamt. Months later, not too long after the dream, they called my mother for a kidney. I truly believe this dream was prophetic and it was from God. "And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions" (Joel 2:28). He wanted me to comfort my mother with this dream to give her hope and it did, Praise God. We were all so excited and happy about my mother's transplant, most of my family gathered in the waiting room, awaiting word from the doctor that everything went well for my mother and it did. Everything turned out close to perfect. Days after my mother's surgery she told my dad, my sisters and I that while she was in surgery, she looked up towards the ceiling and she saw an angel. She said he was in white and had blond hair. She said that his wingspan was taking up the whole ceiling. I truly was in awe because I believed her. Many skeptics and scientist would have said that she was hallucinating or that she was seeing the surgical lamps shining off of the surgeons. But my question would be "Why was she awake during surgery? Did somebody make a boo boo?" I believe that when my mother was in surgery that her spirit was out of her body and that she was kept company and comforted by an angel while her body was being prepared for her to comeback.

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It isn't all that unusual for someone to have had an out of body experience while in surgery and some people have near death experiences during surgery. I don't believe that my mother was going through a near death experience; I believe she was having an out of body experience. After my mother was home and was recuperating, months later she would see white lights across from her bedroom. She would sit in her recliner looking off into the kitchen from her bedroom. One day she called me into her bedroom while she was sitting in her chair and she told me to look into the kitchen and tell her what I see. I didn't see a thing, and I would tell her and she would get a little frustrated and tell me, "You have to see them Leslie, they're right there." I still wasn't able to see them and I would just tell her that they were for her eyes only to see at that time. Once my sister Julie and I made fun of her about it, but we were clowning around. I felt she did see an angel. I later realized it became the norm for them visiting her and I never laughed or joked again. I should have known better after seeing the same things too. I never told my mother about the lights I saw and I wish I had told her. The last thing my mother should have felt was that she was losing her mind. She wasn't at all. She was seeing God's angels and she was very amused and happy to have seen them.

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