I remember when I was a little girl, I saw angels in my bedroom hovering over me. What a glorious and frightening sight to witness. I think how I pulled the covers over my head because I was so afraid. I was shaking in my bed just wanting to fall back to sleep as soon as I could.
Now I thank God for those experiences. I know it was real. I am grateful that I was being protected. Those angels were keeping me from any evil that would try and harm me. God allowed those celestial beings to be seen. Even though I do not see them anymore, I know God’s guardian angels are still residing with me. I can feel His presence. It is a promise when we live in that secret place that we dwell in the shadow of the Almighty God.
In your hands I am kept
Your imprint is over me
I stand in the palm of Your hand
Easy to believe
With faith like a child
As a curtain opens
So too are my eyes
To the other side
An ocean of heavenly host
Flies through the night
Poem By TheRedInkSpot
This poem is beautiful! I’m thankful for experiences like this.