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Angels and Guides

We have heard that angels and guides exist but how do we know if they are real? While the idea for some may seem far fetched, when intervention makes its way to our doorstep it's often personal and found when we least expect it.

When we think about angels and guides, it may be the experiences of others that reassures us just how rare and exquisite these encounters really are.

At times angels and guides work quietly in the backgound. Other times, when it would be to our benefit, they make themselves known through a number of different ways. We may be presented with a dream that leaves us feeling as if it were more of an experience. There may be words or a scent resonating in the air upon waking. We may have an emotional sensation, embrace or even guided out of danger without being quite able to put into words.

When my daughter and I were traveling to Wal-Mart to pick up baby food and diapers, the scenery leading into Bloomington, was beautiful with the highway unusually still. As we crested the last hill the city below the bridge could be seen ahead with roadwork and congested traffic merging into one lane.

I remember though how much the beauty of the trees and sky had felt almost hypnotic. As I looked in the rear view mirror I smiled at my daughter, thinking what a dear soul I had been blessed with, knowing just how beautiful she was. Within seconds what had replaced the twinkling blue eyes staring back at me was the stony face of a man holding a gun to his head. Horror swept through my being within a fraction of those few seconds. Everything felt as if it were moving in slow motion. The wheel gently but firmly pulled my SUV just enough to the left, allowing for the manís car to pass us through the now single lane we had just entered.

I remember feeling faint as if I were outside both vehicles watching the precision of lights turn green one right after another. It created a staggering of cars which would make room for the 130 MPR driver and myself. I remember the sensation of being able to almost touch this manís face.

I Wrestled with the emotions starting to well inside, when a caravan of sirens broke the silence reminding me to keep it together. Looking out at the highway the roads, they were then congested with a combination of rush hour traffic and construction where just moments before could have been counted.

Ironically, this man was en route to his own child's school, taking his life in the end at the schoolís playground.

It wasn't long before the squeal of my daughterís laughter as if nothing was wrong, playing ďIíve got your noseĒ snapped my attention back to the present, safe and sound in the Wal-Mart parking lot just as planned. If just for the moment, all was right again.

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