Wednesday, January 20, 2010

My beautiful Angel....

 I don't actually know who she is, I just know I belong to her.. Or, her to me.. Probably both.. About 20 yrs after the apparition, and maybe 5 after the Jesus on the Cross, I saw my beautiful lady again.. Was working by myself at my brother's cabinet shop, which at the time had no running water, and I stepped outside to wash the stain off my hands.. As I squatted down, I noticed the amazing sunset taking place, so I stood up to step away from the shop and get the full view of the sky.. As I did, I realized that just to the left (south) of the sun, was this HUGE angel.. She appeared to have just landed on the only other cloud in the sky, had one foot resting on the highest part of that cloud, and was facing me, looking toward the north (my right).. If you stand facing the sky, and stretch your arms out completely while putting your hands about 18"-24" apart (tall, not wide), that is how much of the sky she took up.. She was as crystal clear (perfectly focused?) as my Jesus on the Cross, the Pentagram, and the apparition were.. In black and white I guess you could say.. Before I go any further, I must tell you, it took probably another 5 yrs before it hit me one day that these two women were in fact the same.. (The angel and the apparition..) Anyway, I was standing out in the middle of BFM, yelling my fool head off at this angel, knowing I was really seeing what I was seeing, and wondering who else might be witnessing this... She was not small, and she did not leave quickly.. It wasn't a cloud that looked like an angel.. It was an angel that looked like a cloud.. Same way with my Jesus and the Pentagram..   Anyway, she was dressed exactly like my apparition, and looked identical also.. (Makes me wonder why I had to tell this story a thousand times to make that connection!!)  Light colored hair, bangs, hair softly falling around her shoulders, flipped under.. Her wings were AHHH-MAZING!!! The most beautiful set of full length wings I have ever seen.. I could make out every single feather on them.. Who would've thought that wings were made of feathers?? Haha!! She was staring toward Ozark (my north), and over the next few minutes, I watched her gaze shift until she was staring straight at me.. By now, those beautiful wings that had been so proudly held high, had shifted also, and they were now leaning forward, almost as though she had pulled them up over her shoulders.. Missy told me that first night after hearing my story, that wings pulled forward like that means they are going into a protective state.. I'll give you the follow-up to that in another blog.. She appeared on a Wed, the follow up takes place two days later, on a Fri night.. (I'm like the Energizer Bunny when it comes to stories!!) As I stood on the ground, waving and yelling at her, telling her I was so excited to see her there, I didn't care how crazy I may have looked.. There was an angel in my sky and I wanted her to know I saw her!! (Again, you couldn't have missed her!!) She just looked at me for at least a minute, with the most intent stare.. She was so big in the sky, and so clear, that I could see her eyelashes.. Then her face began to do this weird, hyper-fast morph.. One face after another, as fast as they could change.. Right toward the end of this, the faces got scary, maybe a bit demonic, and for that instant I freaked.. I suddenly thought that the world might be coming to an end, right before my eyes, and my babies were at home, 7 miles away.. It's amazing how fast your mind can scramble in just a few seconds.. All I could think of was they weren't with me, and how frightened they were going to be if I wasn't there to die with them, and tell them it was ok, that we would be going together.. (I cry just telling that..) Then I saw the face of Jesus (same face as the one on the cross) staring at me, for just a few seconds, back to my beautiful angel, and I don't even remember when she vanished.. I have no memory what-so-ever of her fading from the sky.. My entire level of belief changed completely when I saw Jesus on the Cross.. I actually stopped being afraid of dying, and no amount of effort would ever convince me he is not real.. Then along comes this angel.. The very same woman that had visited me when I was 17, minus the wings... I feel so incredibly special to have been visited by things I can't really explain.. But, why??? I can't imagine that it was just to instill a profound faith in me.. Which it did.. But why just me?? And why do I know how a young woman was murdered (Devil worship)(still unsolved) because of my Jesus on the Cross, if I have no way to use that knowledge??  I know you're ready for the rest of these stories.. (Paul Harvey?) They will arrive soon...

From M

--> I just find this completely fascinating....(your description of the apparition/spirit you saw).  So who was she???  Any ideas about why she would want to contact you???  Do you ever watch the show Ghost Whisperer with Jennifer Love Hewitt?  I kind of caught it by accident over the Thanksgiving break and Terry and Will and I really like it.  You make me think of it.Don't know the Jesus on the cross or the pentagram story.  I'd love to hear some time
The string thing?  Girl, I have no doubt you are just full of great stories!

Keep me posted!!!

M

Letter to M that started this blog..
 "She was my size when I saw her at 17.. Perfectly formed, as though someone had filled a woman shaped glass mold with smoke.. She was staring toward the creek, turned to look at me as I came into the LR, continued turning as she went toward the stairs, and disappeared by the second one.. I would handle that different today, because she obviously meant no harm and when she scared me she was gone.. She was beautiful.. Hair around her shoulders, high waisted gown, scoop neck, ribbon tied in the back.. Very pretty.. I now know who she is, and even though it scared the absolute crap out of me, I knew she wasn't there to hurt me.. If I could learn to see her, she's probably standing in this room right now, quietly watching me.. The Jesus on the cross and the Pentagram is a very weird story, and one that I have a witness to.. Still don't get my string thing... It actually followed me to three houses.. Haven't seen it in about 10 yrs.. It's crazy... Really crazy!!! Haha!! :)"

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