by M. L. Kiser

Created on: January 21, 2008

I believe that angels are real. Why? Because of my experiences with them. I have had a few and have been left with no doubt in my mind that they do exist.

I was driving to work one morning, the ice solid and about 1" thick on the overpass. I could not go any faster than 15mph as that was the maximum that the traffic all around me was flowing. For some reason, the car in front of me slammed on its' brakes, causing me to quickly brake. I went into an instant skid/spin.

Terrified and unable to correct the steering I only recall praying, "God, I'm coming now!" I was that certain that I would die in a few seconds.

As if on cue, my car just stopped spinning and I was left facing the opposite direction of the other traffic with my rear bumper about a foot from the railing. There was no way, as fast as my car was spinning, that it could have stopped that quickly on its' own. It was an instant halt. I recall looking up and seeing the two cars that had been behind me, continuing to spin. It could have easily been a 10 car pileup.

The traffic waited until I was able to turn my car around in the right direction; by then, the other cars behind me had stopped spinning and were trying to re-orient themselves. I remember my co-worker asking me if I'd seen a ghost when I arrived at work that morning. "No," I replied, "but, I almost was one."

Cars don't just stop on a dime as soon as you believe that you're going to die in one. But, mine stopped. There had to have been an angel there with me that day who stopped my car.

My most recent experience was during a long winter night in 2001. As I sat in my living room trying to see a movie; something made me look up at the doorway to my dining room. When I did, what met my eyes was the most amazing thing that I've ever witnessed.

It was as if my ceiling had gotten several feet higher and this being of lights, of hues of blue, yellow and white were standing in my doorway. The lights were waves, emanating as the heat-waves of the sun do from a hot car hood. As soon as I looked, I heard a voice from somewhere say, "I'm Michael, don't be afraid." I wasn't; at that point, I had the most warm, loved feeling to wash over me.

Almost as soon as I heard the voice, the emanation was gone. I blinked a couple of times and looked up at the doorway and ceiling. It looked as it always had. Perfectly normal.

About two days later, as I continued to puzzle over the incident, I recalled that I had prayed for angels to protect my house earlier that week because of some recent break ins in my neighborhood.

I was not taking any medications, nor had I taken anything to drink. I am not prone to hallucinations nor am I schizophrenic. I am skeptical enough to try and explain away these events, but nothing seemed to explain away either of these experiences. The lights in my house, have never had occasion to create such an illusion. There were no camera flashes; my TV hadn't been moved or anything that would cause such a display. And I have never been able to explain the voice. If it didn't come from an angel, where did it come from? The only other person in the house, was sitting right beside me and didn't see or hear it.

Other experiences have left me wondering and with no other explanations than the probability of the existence of angelic beings. Sometimes you can't possibly believe until you experience such events. And I've experienced enough at this point, to say that, yes, I believe that something is watching over me.

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