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Angel Blowing the Last Trumpet

 

Please note the new addition of the following prayer under the section Prayers.   This discernment prayer was given to me many years ago by a good Catholic friend.  However, neither of us knows the source of this prayer, so if someone recognizes this and knows where it originated, please file a comment so that I can give it due recognition.

This prayer is one that I have used several times in the dream state when I was not sure which ‘spirits’ I was experiencing.  This prayer has been approved by Rev. Joseph Kane as an effective one to discern spirits.  While this prayer may not be something the average person will use in their daily life, it may be useful to some who are advancing on the spiritual path, as the enemy often tries to scare, discourage or mislead such souls to prevent their advancement in holiness.  It may also be that this prayer will be useful for future times.  Father Kane has indicated to me that the section referring to the ‘holy wounds of Jesus’ is particularly effective in combatting the enemy.  In addition to this tool in our prayer arsenals, the invocation of the protection of the Precious Blood of Jesus is also a quick spiritual prayer of protection.  I present the following for your information, discernment and use in our common spiritual battle:

“If you are of my Lord Jesus Christ, then you are welcome, in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit (making the sign of the cross).  If you are not of my Lord Jesus Christ, then by His holy wounds, His agonizing passion, cruel death and glorious resurrection, you are to be gone now, in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit (also while making the sign of the cross).  Amen.”

I have used this prayer more than once in the dream state when it appeared I was experiencing something of the spirit world.  I have wondered if it is with the help of grace that I am so ‘conscious’ in my sub-conscious when experiencing these things and therefore know to use and can remember this prayer!  On occasion it would appear the spirits were good and stayed, and unfortunately, on other occasions, they disappeared after my recitation of this prayer in the dream state.  There is so much we do not know!  I present the following example of its use in one of my own early spiritual experiences:

NOVEMBER 12, 2000

Dream of me being a Bride Called to a Wedding Supper

I dreamt I was walking up a hill at my campsite.  I was escorted to a forest on the grounds after I climbed the hill and while there by a table a spirit voice said to me:

“How can I explain to you what we are?”

I said back to (her?):

“You don’t need to.  I believe in you.”

Then she appeared in front of me as an angel.  She looked human, with a long robe, long wavy auburn hair with a band tied around her forehead and she had wings.  When I saw her I remembered I should be testing the spirits and became very afraid.  I said the prayer (above) my friend had given me in real life, but said it in my head in the dream as my throat was frozen with fear.  She came closer and kneeled down in front of me as if to bow or kiss my hand and I guess it made me less afraid as she humbled herself before me, so I just barely audibly said the prayer out loud a second time and she didn’t disappear!  I told her she was welcome.

Then my husband to be came, all dressed in a tuxedo (not my husband in real life).  He told me it was time for the feast – that the guests were gathering.  While he was talking to me the angel hid, almost shyly, behind a huge tall upright box – it’s uprightness was the main, outstanding feature.  It appeared to be an upright cardboard box on the picnic table in front of us.  The angel had her hands touching the box.  After my husband left I saw myself with pen and paper in hand writing something.  It was only one line I wrote as I stood looking at the pad, but I can’t remember what I wrote except to remember the name at the beginning of the line.  It was phonetically Maria, but it was spelled Marea.  I kept reading the name over and over again so that I would not forget it.  I was dressed in a beautiful, elaborate white wedding dress.

Then the angel disappeared because it was time to go to the feast, which everyone around me was busily preparing.  It was a huge, beautiful home and they were preparing a meal.  I don’t know whose home it was.  It seemed everything was being done for the benefit of my husband, whom everyone knew, and I just had to show up.   I loved my husband very much and he loved me.  I woke up.

This dream shows a personal experience that illuminates the scripture references to Jesus as the Bridegroom calling us to the wedding feast.  Scripture imagery is a help to our prayers and teaching, so we should nourish our prayer life with the scriptures regularly.

This dream was also one of the profound early spiritual experiences that has changed me interiorly, as is the common path in the spiritual walk to holiness.  It is often in these unseen, deep, personal, profound experiences that God changes a person from the inside out, in a way known to the experiencer, but unseen by even those closest to them.  Those of you who have experienced things like this will understand what I say here. 

Regardless, I have included this experience mainly to illuminate the need for the use of prayer and discernment in spiritual experiences.  We know very little about the ability of the enemy of our souls, Satan, to impersonate beings of light.  Our safe refuge, one way or another, is always Jesus.  Perhaps next week will be a good time for me to illustrate the use of this prayer in another spiritual dream where it unmasked the deceit of the enemy…

Karen

 

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My Angel Story

Angel of God

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.

 

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