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My Angel Experiences of Help Presence of my Guardian Angel

My Angel Experiences of Help Presence of my Guardian Angel
 
Hello Sara Luce, first of all I don’t know how nor why I have ended up on this site. Is it a coincidence? No, I don’t think so. I’ve always been interested in Angels. I can’t speak much about the person who made me become interested in this, otherwise I’ll end up writing a book. But I assure you he knew how to transmit the sureness of having an Angel next to me. I have never tried to get to know His name, but I address Him during the day, and I thank him in the evening.
 
There are two episodes that relate me to my Angel. The first: I was going through a time of great grief after my husband had left me to go and live with another woman. I was living in a time of great closure, I didn’t want to see anyone. I was so depressed and distressed. I felt alone, but nevertheless I didn’t look for friends. I cried a lot and there was a lot of confusion in my life. I had to leave my family home after the lawyer’s OK, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t leave my home, I kept on taking time only to get used to the idea of moving on.
 
One day I received a dramatic phone call. Mark, my friend Mark had died in an accident. I couldn’t believe it. My friend with whom I had shared my grief, the person who kept on telling me how strong I was, and how I could get onto my feet again. A great grief. At his funeral I was next to his open coffin all the time, and I stayed with him up to the end. Mass had been celebrated in a little town in Umbria (a region in Italy) and the little square was full of his friends. At that time I was thinking of how he filled me with strength and friendship, making me feel confident in myself during our evenings of outbursts and crying. At the cemetery I had been with him until his coffin was closed in his grave. On the way back in the car, the person who was with me had a compact disk, and I heard a song “The last kiss” and I started to cry again. I went on listening to it over and over again until I got home. Now that song reminds me of him. The day after his funeral, I got the courage to pack my bags, get my dog and go back to my parents. It took me only a few minutes to leave my home with a clear decision inside of me.
 
During the following days I was feeling confused. My thoughts didn’t let me rest, and I kept on day dreaming, I was absent-minded, never looking around me. One of those days, while I was going to cross the road, I felt someone grab my jacket behind me, and being compelled to take a step back. An unnatural movement. Jumping backwards isn’t an easy thing to do. I suddenly turned behind to see who it was, but there wasn’t anyone. In that split second a bus was passing ever so fast, and if “someone” wouldn’t have pulled my jacket, I would have ended up under the bus. The bus driver braked holding his head, fearing for what could have happened. That day I understood that my Angel’s there for me.
 
The second episode dates back to a few days ago. I had come out from work. I had finished my half-night shift. It was gone 1 o’clock a.m. when I pulled up in front of the garage. I opened the rolling shutter with the remote control, and I went in. It was pouring outside. Inside the garage there was a strong smell, something unbearable, so I hurried out from the internal staircase leading into a square near my front door where there’s a supermarket. I got to my front door holding some bags, my umbrella and my keys, and I went in. Just in time to get to the first floor and get into my house; there was a bang, a great explosion made my house and everything around it tremble. A great fright. What had happened was while I was in the garage, some thieves were in the supermarket filling the safe with God knows what sort of gas that then they blew up. If I had passed five minutes later, I probably wouldn’t be here writing to you. My first thought was him, my Angel, who saved my life, taking care of me once again.
 
A hug
 
Francesca
 
Title My Angel Experiences of Help Presence of my Guardian Angel
 
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