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ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER


by Merle
 
Merle's husband, Joe died in 1997. It was father's day, June 15. Joe had cancer for two years. Prior to his death Merle had spent twelve to fourteen hours of every day at the hospital.
Joe had needed a lot of care in the final weeks of his life and for awhile Merle had been able to help take care of him at home. Then Joe was in the hospital and for the final two weeks of Joe's life, Merle had exhausted herself to be at his side.
One week after his death Merle was lying on the couch resting and she felt Joe's presence. She said," I felt like I was being embraced so tenderly and I had the sensation of being gently rocked as one would a child. I knew it was Joe. I didn't really hear him, yet he spoke to me. He said, You're so tired. You need your rest. I felt so calm and such comfort."
About a month later Merle was sitting in the living room in the recliner that Joe had loved to sit in. Once again Merle felt Joe's presence. She glanced toward the dining area to the place where Joe would sit for meals. She comments:
"I glanced to the dining area to where Joe used to sit and I saw a light. It was tiny and red. It moved a lot so I had trouble focussing on it. Yet it was coming toward me. I was calm and composed and felt for some reason that Joe had returned to tell me something. The light came toward me and landed on the area of my heart and I knew for certain it was Joe. All his life Joe had not been one to show his feelings and emotions. It was as if he needed to come back and tell me he loved me. The light landing on my heart was an action I understood. Joe had always felt that actions speak louder than words.
 
Merle

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TO BED YOU GO

 
Anna brought home a school project featuring three men and an angel in a "furnace." She told her little sister Kelly, 3, all about it. Later Kelly picked up the picture and told her mother, "This is Rack, Shack and To Bed You Go!"
This story is from Debbi Armstrong of Orlando, Fla.
 
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FINDING THE BIBLE


by Erica
 
Soon after Matt was born I got this urge and asked mom for this wonderful old children's bible she had. My grandmother, mom's mom died giving birth to her and it was the only thing left that her mom had bought for her. So I called and mom said okay, I could have the Bible.
Mom began looking for that bible and she looked everywhere. She tore her house apart trying to find it and called me two days later almost in tears, because she couldn't find it anywhere.
After she hung up she said it was like a calm came over her and something told her to just go to bed. So she went to bed. When she woke up in the morning she went to iron her blouse for the day and sitting right there on the ironing board was that bible.
Actually, I never did get it but somehow I just never wanted it after that. It's like we both just had to find it.
 
Erica Yarbrough

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GRANDMA IN A BLUE GOWN


by Cindy
 
It was early June if I recall correctly, I was boarding a plane bound for Chicago. At the time I was living in Beoblingen Germany with my spouse who served in the U.S. Army. I was headed home not for sheer pleasure but to say farewell to my Grandmother, Goldie Geer. She had passed away just days before and I was going home to attend the funeral.
On the long plane flight I sat and thought about all the times we spent with Grandma. She was always so happy. She was the type of person that could bring sunshine on a cloudy day, much like my mother is now. Grandma loved to get the entire family together for any reason. We always looked forward to birthdays and holidays because everyone would be there. This was the time we could count on seeing aunts, uncles, cousins and friends.
Grandma was sometimes bound to a wheel chair or she pretty much stayed in one chair, but her love would fill the entire house. Grandma was the type of person who smiled even if inside she was hurting or not feeling well. I never recall Grandma complaining of anything. Everyone worked together, loved each other and helped each other out.
I sat there on the plane that day and thought, "What will we do now that grandma is not with us?" I sat and wondered how quiet things would be when I arrived in Chicago that day.
I closed my eyes for just a moment only to see the most beautiful sight ever. I saw Grandma lying peacefully in a beautiful blue gown. She looked comfortable and it looked as if she were smiling.
I never did arrive in time to bid farewell, at least not in her presence. My connecting plane was delayed and the funeral for me was missed. But I know deep in my heart that picturing Grandma in her blue gown was the moment for my farewell.
When I arrived in Chicago I asked my sister what grandma was wearing for the funeral. Imagine my uplifted and glorious feeling when she responded, "a blue dress!!!" I know deep in my heart that picturing Grandma in her blue gown was the moment for my farewell. It was not just my imagination back on the plane. I was literally being given a marvelous gift. I did see grandma that day. Thank you Lord!
I miss her now and often can't relate to her being gone, but I know that someday I will see her again and then I can give her the hug I longed to give her on that day she was going home!!!
Farewell Grandma, I will see you soon. Till then when I look at the moon I will see the smiling face I always do and it will remind me of you.
In loving Memory of Goldie Geer
 
Cindy Brown

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HELP AT THE CROSSROAD


by Harriet
 
My eldest son will be twenty next week. When he was a baby still, my ex-husband and I and the baby went on a Sunday afternoon outing. We lived in England, My former husband is English. I moved to Holland after the divorce. On this particular Sunday we went to visit a beautiful stately home in a lovely park. On Sundays the owners would open it up for the public. That day we also decided to walk through the park as well.
I was carrying the baby in my arms as we strolled. I remember I had to cross a driveway that lead to the Hall. By this time my husband had walked along and was way ahead of us.
There was a slight bend in the road, but no traffic what so ever. I wanted to cross it and I had the strangest sensation. I could not move. It was as if I had come against a huge invisible force. I just could not move an inch. I remember panicking as I had no idea what was happening to me. I pushed forward and there was this 'something' that prevented me from crossing this totally deserted country lane. It must have lasted for only seconds, but still. Then suddenly out of nowhere from the slight bend in the road, came this little red sports car at a terrible speed. As soon as it had gone past us, I nearly fell forward. I had been pushing trying to move forward so when the invisible force let up, it makes sense that I would suddenly move forward in a rush.
My baby and I would surely have been badly injured or worse, if I had crossed that lane. I'm sure it was Zara, my own guardian angel, who had prevented me from crossing the road that day.
I have experienced more things like that, so much help from other sources. I truly believe we receive help to be able to live our lives here. And I count my blessings every day, no matter what has happened, good things or less good things. We have to go through this life, the way it was planned, whether we want to or not. All I know is we are not left to struggle on our own.
 
Harriet Sardeman

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Laura is one of our youngest writers at Angels on Earth. She is 14 years old and in April wrote about her concern for a friend in Newfoundland.
 

ANSWERED PRAYER


by Laura
 
Recently, there have been floods in Newfoundland. I don't live there, but I was worried about them because one of my best friends lives there. I was concerned for his safety, because the news report read that thousands of people were killed in a flood there. I knew that if something had happened to him, I didn't know what I would do.
That night, I decided to pray about it. I asked: "Dear Lord, I'm worried about Tony. Please help me. Show me some sign, of any kind, that he's safe."
And then I went to bed. The next afternoon, I turned on my computer and started my homework. Now, I happen to have a chat agent called ICQ, which allows you to talk to friends when ever they are online.
All of a sudden, I got a message on ICQ... from Tony. I remember our whole conversation, because the thing was, it was only a few sentences.
The conversation was exactly as follows:
Tony: Hi, Laura. How are you doing?
Laura: Tony! Oh my gosh! I've been so worried about you ... I heard there were floods in Newfoundland, and in your city in Newfoundland. Are you ok?
Tony: Yes, Laura, I'm fine. I'm so glad I had the chance to let you know.
And then he was gone. He went offline and hasn't come back on since. I don't know what I was seeing that day, but I know one thing for sure: God answered my prayer. I now know that what ever has happened to my friend in that flood, he is somehow alright.
 
Laura
 
Laura says: This is my favorite "quote" from the Bible:
"Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and all of his righteousness, and all these things shall follow." Matthew 6:33

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