Story of the Week, September 4, 2011, Angel Alarm
The plans were complete. Melva’s husband would be driving the church’s Greyhound type bus full of young choir members to the beautiful state of Colorado. In that place where God placed springs in the valleys and streams that gush from mountains, those excited boys and girls would minister in song.
God did not give Melva a voice to sing, she says, but she loves to pray. So, she decided, she would be an intercessor for the teens. “Anticipation was building as I visualized good times sitting before Jesus in intercession for those young people,” she says..
Then, about two weeks before the bus was to leave, Melva developed pain in her back on the left side. Trying to ignore it, she continued with her normal activities. “But soon, I realized there was definitely something wrong with my aching body and I had better get it checked, Melva says. Sure enough, the doctor’s diagnosis was shingles.
Websters’ dictionary says shingles are an acute viral infection, characterized by severe pain. Melva definitely had the sharp pain, accompanied by other symptoms that made her realize there would be no mission trip to the mountains of Colorado for her..
The severe pain took away part of the disappointment of not getting to go with everyone. Melva just wanted to feel better. Everyone loaded the bus and headed west. Melva headed back to bed. At least she could pray lying down.
A few days passed, and Melva realized she was spending many hours in prayer, probably more than if she had been in the midst of the excitement. “Alone at night, I asked God to put His guardian angels in every window and every door,”Melva says. “It was as if I could see them in my spirit, standing tall, girded in armor, protecting me and the choir members from the evils of the world.”
Melva noticed that when she awakened in the morning, the pain was at its worst, because the effects of the medication had worn off. She wondered what would happen if she awakened at least an hour or two earlier—would earlier medication keep the pain from being so severe? Melva asked God if he would awaken her at 6:30 the next morning—and fell immediately asleep.
She was awakened by a sharp knock on her door. Glancing at the clock, she noticed it was 6:25. Wondering who would be needing her that early, she hurried down the stairs. There was no car in the drive. Parting the curtains, she could also see there was no one at the back door. Puzzled, she stood there for a moment, questioning the loud noise.
And then in her spirit, she heard a voice: “Melva, remember you asked me to awaken you at 6:30 this morning. The sound at your door was an angel knocking. I gave the same angel that was guarding your back door the assignment to wake you.”
Joy filled Melva’s heart. Marveling, once again, at the wonders of it all, she took her medicine, and lay back down. Later, she was able to get up and go about her day without the horrific pain she had been experiencing in the mornings.
“No, I didn’t see my angel,” Melva says. “But, he was there, guarding and protecting, and tapping on that back door just like God had instructed.”
Friends, I often ask my guardian angel to awaken me at a special time. And he never forgets.
Have you tried it?
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Yes, I have asked God to wake me at a certain time and that has happened to me, also. Sometimes I have even heard a bell ring, an alarm go off (when there isn’t one) or some sort of “noise” that wakes me. Yes, HE is faithful!
Dear Joan,
I just found your website and I love reading all the excerpts and blog posts. Thank you so much for sharing all these beautiful stories.
This summer I was having lunch with a children’s author and we discussed our books. After describing mine she said that she had a book in her car that I must read. It was your “Children’s Encounters with Angels.”
As I settled in bed that night I began to read and found myself engrossed in the beautiful stories. One in particular jumped off the page. It was the story of the toddler who saw the bright white ball of light come in through his closed window and turn into a beautiful lady named Amerigo.
Since my son crossed over in a motorcycle accident in 2006 I have seen these magnificent balls of light. They are spectacular!
I have always felt that they are our guides and angels and even family and friends who have passed before us. I feel they watch over and help and protect us on a daily basis.
I have prayed daily for the answers to my questions about these beautiful light beings and slowly but surely the answers have come.
I would love to know if you have come across anymore stories that mention these balls of light.
I look forward to hearing from you at your earliest convenience. Thank you.
Love and Light,
Virginia
I always trust my Angels when I need them to wake me up ,but once I did not heard the alarm clock and when I asked my Angels.Why din’t you woke me up? the response was.
” You din’t ask us”. I learned my lesson, when I need them to wake me up or remind me of something I need to do . I have to ask.They are always willing to help but one need to ask and THANK THEM.
Juanita.
I AM SO HAPPY TO KNOW OTHERS ARE EXPERIENCING THESE ENCOUNTERS BECAUSE I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WAS ALONE. THAT IS WHY I ENJOY YOUR BOOKS. WHEN I STARTED MY EXPERIENCE AND SEEING THINGS IN MY LIFE AND DREAMS, I BEGUN READING BOOKS ABOUT THEM AND YOUR BOOK TRULY STUCK WITH ME. OTHERS WERE HAVING DREAMS AND EXPERIENCE AND I WAS NOT ALONE ANYMORE. PEOPLE LOOK AT YOU SO STRANGE WHEN YOU TELL THEM ABOUT YOUR DREAMS AND EXPERIENCE. I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MY DIVINE INTERVENTIONS. I’VE HAD PEOPLE TELL ME I HAVE THEM COLLECTING ANGELS. THAT I CAN REMEMBER, MY FIRST OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE WAS WHEN I WAS HOSPITALIZE WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL 1970. I OVERDOSE WITH DIET PILLS TRYING TO LOSE WEIGHT FOR THE PROM. THAT TAUGHT ME TO BE HAPPY WITH MYSELF.
I HAVE HAD SO MANY EXPERIENCE I COULD GO ON AND ON.
When I was in graduate school, I did not live on campus but in an apartment several miles away. There was very little parking around the area where my classes were held. So before leaving for school, I would pray for a parking spot close to my classes. as I was dressing and getting ready to leave for school. More often than not, there was a parking spot nearby and some times right in front of the area where the classes were held!!! Thank you, Lord and thanks to the Parking Space Angels!