Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
Do you believe in angels? I sure do. Do I believe our loved ones come back to earth in the form of an angel to help and comfort us? No. Two reasons why. First, God created specific beings called angels to be His messengers and helpers. Second, once we die and go to heaven God will not send us back to this sinful world. That would be too cruel.
I just finished reading a book titled, To Heaven And Back, by Mary C. Neal, MD. The book is her life experience of dying, going to heaven and then having to return to earth because it wasn’t her time to die. God had things for her to do. Mary was underwater for like fifteen minutes and survived with no brain damage. She says that Jesus was there with her under the water. That she felt no pain or panic. And suddenly out of nowhere a rock appeared for her rescuers to stand on so they could reach her, and then it disappeared. Coincidence? I think not.
Mary speaks of angels throughout her book such as being guided out of a Florida cave while scuba diving by fish angels. She believes she was rescued by angels on a muddy Mexican road when she was only a teenager and that miracles still happen in the lives of ordinary people even if we don’t recognize them for what they really are, and don’t really believe them to be of divine origin even if their miraculous nature is noticed.
Mary says that she thinks that each of her experiences prepared her for the next one. She lost her oldest son when he was only nineteen years old, and she believes all the events of her life were preparing her to cope with this tragic event.
I have to agree with Mary. All through life we question why, why, why. We don’t understand why children have cancer, or why our aging parents have to suffer. We may ask why when a marriage fails or when we don’t have money for the mortgage payment. All things happen for a reason, and when handled with an attitude of humble resolve we can find peace in our misery, because we know that ultimately God is in control. He is all around us to lift us up when we don’t have the strength to pick ourselves up off the floor. He will carry us when our legs become weak with age, and he will gather all the little children to him in their time of need.
It’s hard not to question life’s mysteries. What is our purpose on earth? Maybe we’ll never know on this side of heaven. But I do believe God has a plan for each of us. It is our choice whether we decide to follow the fish angels out of the deep dark cave or give up and drown.
When I was a young wife my husband and I were jumping waves in the Atlantic Ocean when all of a sudden the bottom dropped off and the waves started hitting us relentlessly. Not being a good swimmer the current quickly drug me under. My husband was grabbing at me trying to save me, but the ocean was fierce and I felt that my life might be coming to an end. My husband said I was gurgling.
Then all of a sudden a voice inside my head said, “Swim.” I overcame my panic and started swimming and it was as if I were floating across the top of the water. I could have died that day, but I believe God had things for me to do. I don’t know what those things are. Maybe He just kept me around to bring a child into the world to use in a miraculous way. My daughter, Wendy was born almost exactly nine months to the day I came close to drowning.
Are there angels all around us? Absolutely. They were with me on that summer day back in 1978 when the waters were trying to swallow me up, and angels have been with me many times since. In times of trouble and sorrow we just have to listen to the angels sweet whisperings. When the waves of life come crashing down on us and we’re drowning in the ways of the world, maybe we just need to relax and swim.