Do You Believe In Angels? I Do! By Mary McShane
Angels come in many forms but we tend to think of them like this
Angels are all around us
Published on February 9, 2014. Mary McShane, All Rights Reserved
I really do believe that. I also believe that in times of need, angels intercede to help us.
Sometimes that is in the form of a person who impulsively steps in.
Sometimes that is in the form of an unseen presence.
Lots of people would explain away the intercession of unseen strangers as some kind of coincidence, finding many reasons to say it wasn't an angel who helped.
They could be right.
But I choose to think that I have an angel, sometimes more than one angel.
I know my twin sister, Nancy, also has an angel, who saved her life when we were in a horrible car accident in the summer of 1970.
By all accounts, we both should be dead.
My twin sister's angel
We were double-dating with two fellas that we were set up with on blind dates. Jay and Dave both worked with our sister Abby at a newspaper in Philadelphia. Nancy and I were attending a university there to get our Bachelor degrees.
After a movie and a late snack at a center city restaurant, they were taking us home to the apartment Nancy and I shared in Bensalem, a suburb of Philadelphia. We were all singing the theme song from The Sting, the movie we had just seen starring Paul Newman and Robert Redford. Because the traffic in center city was bumper to bumper with summer tourists, Jay went around the traffic jam in order to get on the interstate.
After we were safely in the second lane of the four lane I-95 North, a tractor trailer passed us at an alarming speed. A car in front of him got nervous about him being so close on his tail, I guess, and moved in front of us in our lane to let the tractor trailer pass him.
Suddenly the big rig clipped that car's rear bumper and spun around in the lane sideways causing a 12 car pileup. We were car number two; the semi smashed into us and dragged us for a few hundred feet, wedging us under the middle of trailer. The roof of the Ford Pinto was completely sheared off, killing Jay instantly. My sister Nancy was unconscious, slumped against the passenger door.
I was in the back seat with Dave, my date. Because Dave and Jay were on the driver's side of the car, they were under the belly of the trailer. I could see that Dave was unconscious with head trauma. I was the only one awake but I couldn't reach out to Nancy; both my arms were immobile. Out of nowhere, a petite woman wearing a Phillies jacket seemed to glide toward the passenger side of the Pinto. When she saw my eyes open, she whispered to me to trust her, that she was going to get us out. She was completely surrounded by a bright yellow glow that was very bright but it didn't hurt my eyes. "Please, get us out before the car catches fire!" I told her but the noise of people screaming and blaring horns that seemed stuck drowned out my words. "Don't worry, I'm here to help you," she said. She made me feel safe and comforted. She picked Nancy up out of the seat so easily like she weighed no more than a small child and as soon as I saw that Nancy was safe, I passed out.
When I awoke, I was on a stretcher inside a rescue squad with Nancy next to me on another stretcher. The paramedic who was attending us was saying how lucky it was that I was able to pull my sister out of the car, considering I had two broken arms. I told him that I didn't do it, that a woman in a Phillies jacket had helped us.
It was a hot August night. No one would be wearing a Phillies jacket, he said. I watched the news reports vigilantly afterward but I never saw the woman who helped us. When Nancy and I talked about it in days that followed, she said she saw her too and instinctively knew she was an angel who would take care of both of us.
Because of flying glass and metal, I was cut in so many places that the blood loss required three pints of blood to replenish. Dave never woke up; he was on life support for two weeks. When the doctors finally told his family there was no hope, the machines were turned off. I ended up with two broken arms and over 100 stitches in my back, neck, arms and legs. Nancy came out of the accident with a paralyzing neck and back injury that left her in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.
Was the woman who helped us an angel?
45 Years Later
Since no one else ever saw her and no reports in the newspapers or on television interviewed or mentioned her, there is no one to say she wasn't an angel. It's been 45 years now and Nancy and I still feel that it was an angel who helped us that night long ago.
Angel among us
Did Marty Hodges experience an angel intervention when he found his sons after the avalanche?
Near Death Experiences
Although I've never had a near death experience (NDE), I have met people who have experienced them. Many patients have told me what happened to them, mostly when they were in the process of being resuscitated when their heart stopped. The white light and feeling of love and peace runs through each story. However, for each person, the messages are different.
There are a lot of people who are naysayers about NDEs, saying it is a trick of the mind. If it is, then there are a lot of tricky minds out there.
The following video was made by Ben Breedlove from Austin, Texas. He had quite a following on his You Tube channel. Ben was diagnosed with a serious heart defect as a baby and has had several near death experiences, the first at age 4.
He tells his story using flash cards because it is too exerting to speak at this point in his life. Please view the video to the end. Then I have a question for you.
Ben Breedlove's story
Near Death Experiences
Do you believe in near death experiences?
About the above video
Ben's parents didn't see this video until a day or two after Ben had already passed away.
The link I gave you above will take you to his You Tube channel. Even though he says on the flash cards that he couldn't do certain activities, you will see on the videos how, when he was well, he was a normal teenager for the most part, participating in water activities that would challenge most teenagers! He also traveled and enjoyed many activities with his friends.
Ben's family saw that he was getting more fatigued as Christmas approached.
Ben Breedlove died on Christmas day, 2011 at home after spending Christmas morning with his family.
Interview with Ben Breedlove's parents and sister
I think we have all heard stories of children who talk about their Guardian Angels. Here's a child's story, as told by her mother.
A child meets her guardian angel- Ricci Enriquez
An angel intercession?
During the war, George passed a stranger on the road who gave him advice about what lie ahead.
WW II soldier gets a message
Did George meet an angel on that road?
Have you met your angel?
Have you ever felt a hand on your shoulder? Or maybe a tug on your shirt or a slight breeze on your face?
What happened when you turned around? Likely you didn't see anyone and could not account for what you felt. Experts say we should be alert because, as we can tell from people who recount their stories, it seems angels like to give some signs of their presence.
If you have a guardian angel story, please share it here.
February 2014, Mary McShane
Angel stories to read in 2 minutes or less
- Deathbed Angels
On the wall across from the bed, I saw what seemed to be an image, a face.
- Christmas Tree Angel
My father turned away for literally about two seconds to make sure the tree was secure. He then turned back to shake the man's hand, but the man had completely disappeared.
- Arms of an Angel
It was at night, about twelve o'clock. I was traveling at about 50 mph when a deer ran across the road. I swerved and lost control of my car.
- Angel on the Scene
Then I heard the sirens from the fire trucks and the gentleman said, "It's my time to go. You'll be alright; just have faith."
- Angel Heals a Baby
Suddenly the door opened and without anyone turning on the light switch, the room brightened.
- My Guardian Angel Ann
I met my guardian angel on a train from New York City to Baltimore.
Do you believe in angels?
© 2014 Mary McShane