I've seen angels in picture form in my mind but
Sandy has felt their presence before and my mother awakened one night to a house
full of angels. They walked around in all the rooms of the house, some
floating in air, and mom, to get a better look, walked right through one as he
drifted in the air. She said they were as real as anything she ever saw
before. Your experience, Pat, must be very comforting.
Phil.
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Sent: Thursday, November 03, 2011 3:03
PM
Subject: Re: 200 Feet To Jesus
Hi Phil, and Everyone,
I love that.
Do you ever
see Angels? Does The Holy Spirit show you angels?
One time in a really
cool event, on April 13th 2011, I was standing in the SwiftTell Center in
Brookings, and we weresinging, after listening to Don Piper and Bill Weise
doing their presentations on Heaven and Hell. The presence of Jesus appeared
to me, and He touched me and put his arm around my shoulder, and tears filled
my eyes. He told me everything was going to be all right.
It was
like he put his arms around me. It was the neatest thing.
I had the
same thing happen not too long ago, and I have to remember the event, and then
I'll tell you all about it.
Jesus touches us. His Presents is so
real.
Love and Blessings,
Pat Ferguson
At 05:46 PM 11/2/2011,
you wrote:
200 Feet To
Jesus
By Phil
Scovell
We were going home in my son’s pickup truck when it
happened. We live on a
busy street and about 200 feet to the south
of our driveway is an intersection with a
pedestrian light. In
other words, the light only changes to red when a person on foot
presses
the button to stop traffic so they can cross. The light was green so
we rolled on
through the intersection. Immediately my son began to
slow to make the right-hand turn
into our gravel driveway. The
memory flashed into my mind as we passed the gas station
which sits on
the corner of the intersection we had just crossed. I smiled. It
felt good and
refreshing because it was a happy pleasant memory.
Now, as I type this, I can’t recall the
memory.
As I heard, and
felt, the crunch of the gravel as the truck tires pulled into our yard,
the memory instantly began to fade. My spirit, wherein the Holy
Spirit dwells, signaled a
warning. My mind pulled the memory back
into sharp focus. I wondered if the memory
had not appeared
because the Lord had something He wished to show me, that is,
something
He wanted to make whole through the renewing of the mind, or what some
call innerhealing. The memory picture crystallized for a second
and my thoughts zoomed
around the complete memory picture I saw with my
inner eye. “Lord,” I question silently,
“is there anything wrong
in this memory?”
He said, as the truck pulled to a stop,
“Nothing is bad about this memory. I just
wanted to show you that
you do have good memories besides those I have
healed.”
This entire event took no more than perhaps five
seconds. It’s fun knowing Jesus
on such a personal level and all
within 200 feet and less than 5 seconds.
How Big Is
God? The Size Of Your Mouth.
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