If we look closely along the journey of our lives, we might identify moments of divine intervention. Interpretations can cross all faiths. How or why these moments come about, I do not fully understand. I just know they can be answers to or reminders of powerful pleas or prayers.
I share stories of mystical experiences because I think if we forget the power of something other than the norm that marks our everyday lives, we will be lost in a sea of ordinary. Moments of transformation make a mark on our souls and inspire a vision we once thought not possible. They tell us there is more to consider. They come in all forms and often unexpectedly. Subtle or strong, their impact is felt just when we think it isn’t likely.
Heather told me the story of her grandfather, who had the most wonderful day celebrating her marriage to John. In flight to his home, following their wedding, he suffered a massive heart attack in air and could not be revived. On her honeymoon, Heather learned from her husband that her grandfather died. In that moment, Heather made a plea to the heavens for some kind of sign that her grandfather was okay. Standing beside the recreational vehicle she and John rented, rain came upon them in a perfect circle surrounding the vehicle. Standing outside that circle there was no hint of rain. Neither Heather or John have forgotten the impact of that moment. For Heather, her grandfather communicated more than his love. He communicated that life continues.
For Judi, it was something else. Her vehicle stalled suddenly at an intersection when the light turned green. Within seconds she witnessed a car speeding across that same intersection. Recognizing if her car did not stall that she would have been obliterated by the speeding vehicle, she knew something had watched over her that day.
I remember in the dark of night when my car’s generator failed and my lights dimmed to nothingness. Another car crossed my path not recognizing my presence, and in that reality, something took over my wheel and brought me to safety. When my car came to a stop, I felt like something was protecting me.
I think of angels when I share these stories, but however the divine comes about, it brings certainty and protection in a storm. We can forget these happenstance moments, but they are reminders we are not a whim of the universe. We go through our days often forgetting that there is more to our lives than what is strictly in front of us. I wish I was better at trust. I wish I could be better at remembering that angels do exist as do miracles. Once in a blue moon, we find that with faith and angels or whatever you call this thing called life, all things are possible.
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