“Someone Asked Me About Angels”

I’ll take the offer only because I’ve grown in my faith over the years and my ability to discern has increased to a point where I see the battle between good and evil is far more palpable in our lives today and just knowing the difference between right and wrong, can become murky! We now live in an age where information and the manipulation of minds, hearts and souls with it, is being used in an ever growing battle to defeat mankind with sin, hatred, chaos, destruction and a growing sense of hopelessness. We are all being put to the test big time, and the opportunity for evil to creep into anyone’s life is running rampant throughout the world because of the bombardment of our lives with TMI, (too much information), much of which is toxic or useless nonsense, and information does not always equate with knowledge and especially wisdom. If what I say isn’t true then we could expect that artificial intelligence with its speed of computation and large data bases from which to draw from would hold the answers for humanity with vastly more wisdom than the entire human race could acquire of its own volition. Man is subject to God’s “Supreme Power” possessing all wisdom and infinite intelligence that no other being or entity could ever come close to obtaining, and that ultimate truth means we need to seek out God, now more than ever through prayer and supplication, always remaining humble and willing to seek out God’s will for us, and carry it out to the best of our ability.
With that said, I have seen an actual angel, and it was very much as you said, very sudden and the message in this case was a splash of cold water in my face in a manner of speaking, because without that sudden but brief encounter I would not be here now to type this! I was in Chicago many years ago on foot having just left the well-lit comfort of the bus terminal to head toward a subway that was off in the darkness several blocks away in the evening skyline on an elevated track. As I walked closer through the dimly lit area approaching the track I became aware that the area I was in seemed devoid of people and later I found out the reason why. It turned out I was in an area of the city that during the night, after peak hours foot traffic became almost nonexistent, because it was a dangerous area with muggings, stabbings or shootings frequently, and the tunnel I was approaching which I would have to walk through to get to the elevated track still off some distance away, was a place a person even if not alone should not be walking during the late hours. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing or what the area had in store for a wet behind the ears fool like me at the time. As I got closer to the entrance of the tunnel a figure of a stout broad shouldered man stepped out nearly in my way and said with a very deep voice of authority, “Where do you think you’re going? It reminded me of my dear dad’s voice and directives he had given to me over the years; I sort of jumped in my gut and blurted out, “What, oh I’m just going to the subway.” At which point this figure in the darkness said, “Why, you don’t think you have enough money for your trip!” What this figure said was spot on and just what I had actually been thinking back at the bus station, and how I wanted to economize by saving some money for this part of my trip, so that I could use my reserve cash catching a bus from the outskirts of the city and then hitch a ride when I got to Wisconsin. I then answered his question saying, “I have enough money.” To which this figure replied, “Go back to the bus station and take that bus and your trip will work out!” I said to him, “You know that probably is the best thing to do,” and told him, “Thanks for the tip.” I was getting a very strange feeling about the whole matter and seeing this figure, so much so that I just wanted to get back to the bus terminal, and I again said, “Thank you very much,” and this mysterious figure told me, “That’s OK.” I walked barely a couple of steps away from this figure of a strong man who was only several feet away from me the whole time; and as I made my b-line to the bus terminal I looked back to see the figure, and he was gone as fast as he had appeared! No way could he have walked in any direction fast enough in those couple of seconds that lapsed to getting completely out of my sight! Later when back in the safety of the bus terminal I inquired about that tunnel and other such places in Chicago and was told by knowledgeable natives of the area that some guys have been killed in such situations. I know that God must have sent an angel my way because there was too much that I was still needed for on this earth, and I know that adds up because if I had departed all those years back many things that I helped with or prevented wouldn’t have come to pass! But, that’s another story entirely and maybe for some other time if I get around to sharing other purposeful events in my life, that I have the notion to share.
Blessings to All!
Lawrence Morra

Author: Lawrence Morra

Have worked in creative and news visual media as a photographer or cameraman and this POV has given me a better insight or view of the world. The Cameraman's POV. His Perspective on many things.

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