I believe in angels. I believe that God has, in His generosity, given a guardian angel to me as a protector, guide and friend who will remain with me until I reach Heaven.

My angel is there with me at all times, while simultaneously being in possession of The Beatific Vision.

Some Christians seem to find the idea of calling on one’s angel unacceptable. Why?

If God gave me an angel, my very own angel to help me and protect me and be a best friend to me, why would I not call on that angel! God’s angels will only act according to God’s will anyway. So, if I call on my angel in any given situation, I am cognisant of the fact that my angel will only respond, according to the will of God.

I have always had a great love for God’s angels, and I have knowingly experienced their intervention in my life on many occasions. I believe it is only when I get to Heaven that I will know the full facts surrounding all that I have been protected from, and guided towards, by these Heavenly creatures, through the grace of God.

There are many references to angels in the Holy Bible:

The Old Testament;

Cherubim at entrance to Garden of Eden, Genesis 3:24
Appear to Abraham, Genesis 18:1-33
Saved Lot and his family, Genesis 19:1-22
Intervened with Isaac, Genesis 22:11-18
Heavenly vision of Jacob's Ladder, Genesis 28:12
Accompanied Israel through the desert, Exodus 23:20 And Numbers 20:16

Isaiah 6:2-7
Ezekiel 1:4-28
Daniel 7:9-10
Zechariah 1:9-19

The New Testament;

Matthew 1:20
Luke 1:26-38

Paul, Acts 27:23
Peter, Acts 12:7-11
Cornelius, Acts 10:3-6
Sadducees didn't believe in angels, Acts 23:8
12 Legions of Angels, Matthew 26:53

Raphael, Tobit 12:15
Michael, Daniel 10:13
Revelation, 12:7
Gabriel, Daniel 8:16
Luke 1:19

Over the past few days, I have been reading some wonderful hubs, written by people who have had significant angel encounters in their lives. If you, like me, enjoy reading about the wonderful ways angels can help us, I would strongly recommend reading these hubs.

However, before you go, allow me to share some of my own experiences with you,please.

I was brought up in a very gentle Christian/catholic home, and was very fortunate to have two parents who led by example. Prayer was a fundamental part of our daily lives along with charity and hospitality. I was a witness to these right throughout my childhood. My father especially, believed that the greatest gift he could pass on to his six children was faith. This was exemplified by his own quiet prayer life and attention to his religious duties.

My mother, an enormously kind and hospitable woman was frequently known to bring children from very poor circumstances in to our home and bathe, dress and feed them.

Family prayer was an integral part of our daily lives. I have such fond memories of my father holding my hands together as he prayed ‘night prayers ‘with me. My favourite prayer of all was ‘the angel prayer’, a prayer which asks the protection of one’s guardian angel, if it is God’s will.

Ever since, this prayer is a part of my life and the lives of my own children.

A witness To My Mother’s Angel.

August 1997 late at night, I was curled into an armchair, reading a book at the foot of my sick mother’s bed. She had read most of the book, but was too tired to finish it, so she laughingly asked me to finish it and tell her the ending. There was a wonderful peace in the room; a calm quiet peace. My mother was fully compos mentis, and in fact, remained so right up until her death three months later. At one point my nephew, a tall very dark haired young man of seventeen, who was staying the night, entered the room and sat on a low chair just inside the bedroom door.

My mother, whom I thought was sleeping said ‘’Well hello, and who is this lovely young handsome man we have here’’. Lifting my head from the book, I told her it was Colin; I was very surprised she didn’t recognise him!

She responded ‘’Of course I know Colin’’ and laughed and then went on to chat with the beautiful young man whom she said was directly behind me, I saw nothing of course. She praised him for his beauty ,his smile ,his height-her eyes were fixed  towards the top of the wall-she even admired his lovely hair ,skin and freckles; she then said good-bye to him and thanked him so much for coming to see her, assuring him he was welcome anytime.

Conversation over, I asked her was she alright; as pragmatic as ever she told me she’d  be even better if I went and made her a cup of tea!

I feel very privileged to have witnessed, what I have no doubt was, her guardian angel made manifest to her.

My husband had left home very early one Sunday morning to fly to Germany. .My youngest child was then just a few months old, and my two year old son, recently diagnosed with asthma, required a nebuliser at intervals throughout the night.

I was aware of a nagging toothache developing, but it seemed to clear up after some paracetamol .I was so tired when my husband left, I barely remembered saying goodbye to him.

At about six am I woke up sharply with a really intense toothache; it was the worst I had ever experienced, I hopped out of bed and noticed the right side of my mouth very swollen. This time paracetamol had no effect whatsoever. Clearly I had an abscess and needed to be seen by a dentist urgently.

However, this was very problematic on a number of fronts. I was alone with all of the kids; it was a Sunday morning-dentists are not easy to come by on a Sunday in Ireland. I was new in the area and didn’t know anyone sufficiently well enough to call on to babysit. Besides the pain was so bad, I don’t think I would have been a good candidate to drive a car.

I remember feeling a quiet desperation; so I prayed and I prayed; only the Good Lord could have understood what I was saying, the pain made it hard to be very articulate! I sat back in to my bed –my little son asleep beside me-and while holding a cold compress over my cheek, I continued to storm Heaven relentlessly.

I became aware of a great calm in the room and felt my head being settled comfortably on the pillows. I was totally aware of my surroundings and felt fully awake, but very relaxed. A ‘person ‘ dressed in white stood beside the bed and handed me two pills, which I took. I then proceeded to open my mouth, as if in a dentist’s chair and was conscious of this ‘person’ inserting a syringe in to my mouth-I could feel the abscess being drawn out into the syringe. Although my eyes were closed ,I was fully aware of what was happening to me.

I fell fast asleep and woke up some hours later-perfect-not an ache-no swelling-nothing.

What I found most remarkable was the fact that I just accepted what was happening ,without any anxiety or apprehension.

To this day, I have never had an ache in that tooth.

I truly believe my guardian angel was sent to look after me that Sunday morning.

I have some more experiences which I will share with you in another hub soon.Thank you for reading my testimony.

Book of Mark - Chapter 1
¹³and he remained there for forty days, and was put to the test by Satan. He was with the wild animals, and the angels looked after him.