I was listening to Sonia Choquette, one of my favourite teachers, on Hay House radio today and she was talking about experiences with angels. Have you ever had an interaction or experience that felt heaven sent? Something or someone showed up just at the right time or said just the right thing? I want to share the most poignant angelic experience I’ve had.
It was a couple of years ago and I didn’t realise it at the time but I was on the very verge of an emotional breakdown. I was in the midst of the early stages of separation from my husband and feeling so much pain and loss. I was alone at a huge summer event with thousands of people, I had arrived before my family, who I was meeting there. I was just holding on by a thread and had spent the earlier part of that day driving to the event, chain smoking and drinking just enough beer to numb out a little but not so much I couldn’t drive. Yep it was bad.
So I get there by myself and it’s so overwhelming. I was standing in a short queue to get my ticket and find out where to park. There was a man and his teenage son standing behind me. The man said a friendly ‘hello’ – the absolute last thing I wanted was to talk to anyone! So I tried to mumble a reply and shut down the conversation. He kept on talking to me until eventually I couldn’t avoid eye contact anymore. When he looked at me he immediately he said ‘are you ok?’ looking very concerned. I couldn’t hold it in anymore so I started crying and told him I wasn’t ok at all.
He took me to the side with his son and asked me what was wrong. I explained my husband’s father had recently died and the following months had been chaos and disaster leading up to my leaving my home and my husband. I told him I was a mess and all I wanted was to work out my marriage but my husband didn’t want to. By this time I was full on weeping so he held me then he told me he was a pastor and had a lot of experience with death and loss and would I be open to hearing some of his thoughts?
I said yes, he was so warm and wise and comforting. He explained to me what the death of a father can do to a relatively young man and he assured me that it wasn’t because of me that my husband didn’t want to work on our marriage. It was his own experience and feelings that he was facing. That it was totally understandable for me to completely blame myself, because that’s what we do when something bad happens to us, we take on the blame. I won’t go into all the details as it’s not just my story, it’s my husbands too, and I don’t have permission to share.
Pastor Jeremy in that moment was my angel sent from God to hold me and talk to me when I was all alone and broken. I wrote down his words and re-read them nearly everyday in the following months for comfort. I remember after that meeting I sat in my car waiting for my family and in the middle of all the mess and pain I felt so blessed. I knew God was there for me and he had sent one of his angels to take care of me. His words still mean so much to me, I will never forget those moments.
So yes I do believe wholeheartedly in angels and I’m so grateful to be connected to them, not just in the most extreme times but day-to-day too. Finding a feather or a penny to me are signs my angels are with me.
If you have an angel experience to share I’d love to hear it. Sending you love ❤️
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