The Deliverance Ne†work

Angel of God

This is a true story of a supernatural experience I had in St. Patrick’s R.C. Church, Fallowfield on December 12, 1999, and one I had published in “Angels on Earth” in 2003.  It was two days after the sudden and unexpected death of my paternal Grandmother,  whom I was so very close to.  

Two days earlier, December 10, 1999, I had been on the phone with the uncle she lived with going over Christmas plans.  A few hours later he called back to say she had passed away…

Because she had been ill with the flu, we had put off getting together for lunch over the previous few weeks.  With Christmas coming the lunch kept getting tucked away in the back of my mind.  Her sudden death left me reeling, and without the benefit of faith the way I have it now, I mourned the thought that I would never see her again.

My husband let me go to church alone that Sunday, knowing I needed it.  I cried throughout the entire mass.  After it was over I stayed in my corner as everyone piled out of the church.  As I kneeled, I buried my head in my arms so no one would see me crying.  Finally, after the priest had tidied up the hymn books in preparation for the next mass, I was left in the church alone.

I was absolutely bereft.  I kept internally kicking myself for not having rescheduled that lunch sooner.  ‘Now I’m never going to see her again! I’m never going to forgive myself!’ I thought.  For almost an hour I silently chided myself.  Finally, with emotion spent, I looked up at the large cross with Jesus on it that hangs near the side entrance of our church.  As I looked up at it I thought ‘I’m not going home.  I’m going to stay here all day.  Guy can watch the children.’

As soon as I had this thought a very unusual, and what I can only describe as supernatural, thing happened.  A blinding light came down from the top of the cross, over me and into me and as it did I was blinded, but shown interiorly the most amazing creative power and energy – it was the most beautiful, effervescent, bubbling, wonderful, creative energy.  With it I felt that one could do anything – amazing creative things.  With it also came an unmistakable awareness and I said to myself with a gasp ‘we each have this inside of us – we just don’t know it!’  Then a voice spoke to me, but I did not hear it with my ears.  It is only since that I have learned it is called inner locution.  Regardless, the voice said – and I’ll never forget it:

“Take this and speak of it at your Grandmother’s funeral.

Offer it as a service to others.”

That was it. Nothing more, nothing less.  Immediately after these words were spoken an unseen something, which I have come since to believe was an angel, lifted me up from my seat and walked me out to my car – to go home to my husband and family who needed me.  I was absolutely not under my own power and was in the blinded state until I was in the parking lot, approaching my vehicle.  It is amazing to me to this day how the incident seemed to blend into my day as I drove home.  It was a gradual dawning over the next few weeks that I had experienced something supernatural…

In the end, I did speak at my Grandmother’s funeral and I related my angel story,  to offer it in service to the many family members there who were going to miss her so much.  But it was the words I closed my eulogy with that have left me wondering.  I’m quite certain they weren’t from me, and I believe they must have been part of the supernatural grace God granted me in the church that day.  Were they words from Him?  Were they words from my Grandmother?  I don’t think I can say, but I will never forget them either:

 “Live your lives!

Love! Learn! 

 And I will be with you each and every day. Amen.”

I realize now that God had great mercy and compassion for me that day, and in my anguish sent an angel with words to encourage and inspire, not just me, but all of those who would hear my story.  I was told to ‘offer it as a service to others’ and so I have.  And maybe, just maybe, there are others, grieving, who are reading this story today who really need to hear what my angel had to say.