A Rustling of Feathers

Can you hear them? Rustling of feathers. Faintly just behind you out of eye sight a rustling of feathers.

Angels by definition are messengers of God and they're every where, Still can't hear them?

Hundreds of millions of people pray every day or most days; most certainly when everything is going wrong. There are no atheists in a foxhole. They are hoping for relief from a really bad situation. I know , I've done it too.

For example; a number of years ago the 4X4 mode of my sport utility stopped working. Pressing the button over and over again did nothing. The cost of fixing it I'm told would be in the thousands of dollars and I just can't afford to have it fixed . Every winter when the streets are slippery I'd press the button over and over again with no success. Fortunately I always arrived safe and sound to my destination.

One winter about three years ago I ran into a really bad, even for me a competent driver, "the perfect storm". This was BAD in capital letters. So what did I do; with my finger poised in front of the 4X4 button I looked up to the sky and prayed, “If there was one time you could fix my 4X4 THIS IS IT.”

I pressed the button. Fearing for my very life in this situation I heard the thud of the 4X4 locking itself in. Bang I was in 4X4 mode. Thank God. Really, I started thanking God over and over again. This is the first time I heard the rustling of feathers.

After four years of my 4X4 mode not working, suddenly my prayer was answered and I thanked God for saving me. Let my tell you it was no coincidence, we are talking Miracle. 4X4s don't just fix themselves. Trust me I worked at car dealerships for fourteen years and that never happens!

Friends said I must have an angel on my shoulder. They, even in kidding, were right I did have an angel on my shoulder but I couldn't hear the rustling of feathers. Three years later and it's still working. There was no bill to be paid but there is a debit to be paid. My testimony to all readers is my was of paying the debit.

Angels are messengers from God but they are also Protectors or Guides by modern definition. In this particular case the angel was my protector. So why don't we believe in them?

Going back two thousand years the bible shows that angels appeared on a regular basis. So why not now? Simple, most of us don't believe in angels handing out messages to common folk like you and me. It's sad but true; we have in our minds that angels are real but they don't help us out. Our problems are ours to solve.

We've gotten stuck half believing in Angels and fortune tellers. The daily horoscope, card readings, numerology and the rest of a host of things designed to navigate you through your future. Why don't we just go to the source instead of relying on a lucky guess.

Through prayer and following his teachings I now feel the presence of angels and hear the rustling of feathers. There are eight of them. I don't know why so many or the significance of that number but if I ever find out I'll let you know. In the meantime, let me tell you what happened today.

Today was my third time going to church in what I call my modern era. Before the service the minister asked me to light the Advent candle after a certain song and read from John 1:1. She doesn't even know me but she trusted me to stand in front of everyone and not blow this entirely.

She must of had an angle whispering in her ear.

So on I go lighting the advent candle and starting to read out loud a few versus from John 1:1, While doing this I look out at the dozen or so people attending and I see angels sitting in the empty seats and I think to myself; they're waiting for people to sit in the empty seats and allow them to become their angel to sit on their shoulder.

My angel told me to ask you if you need some help, follow this instruction. Go to church and sit in an empty seat and you'll be joined by an angel if you believe Christ is the Lord.

My church is Unity of Hamilton, ON; if you're in the area the service is at 10:30am every Sunday. If not go to your church or just find one and go. Your angel is waiting!

If you've read the other two pages, "Walking with Angels" and "Angels are still with Me" you'll know I can sense their presence. Not only can I sense their presence but I can hear a rustling of feathers.

Walking with Angels

Angels are still with Me



Although Angels aren't mention in the book, I couldn't have done it without them.