Warrior Angel (Conclusion)

                                      
                                     Star Trek confirmation    

    Now the Bible is full of stories where angels of God intervened in the affairs of       mankind and many times offered help in time of need.

                                         We are also told in Hebrews 1:14 -

                                 "Are not all angels ministering spirits, sent

                                 to serve those who will inherit salvation?"

                                  Again, the Bible promises in Psalms 34:7 -

                              "The angel of the Lord encamps around

                                those that fear Him."

    So, while I certainly believed in the existence of angels, I still wanted to receive some sort of confirmation from God concerning my particular experience. After all, I had heard of angels with robes, angels with wings, but never angels that appeared as sparkling light.

    When sharing this experience with others, I have often been asked to describe more precisely how the image of light first appeared. And I have always responded with the best example I could think of from a personal viewpoint.   

   "Have you ever seen Star Trek?" I would ask. "You know when Captain Kirk would stand in the transporter room and say, 'Beam me up Scotty'? And the molecules in his body would began to break down and it looked like shimmering, sparkling light? Well, that's the way the image came and that's the way it left," I would explain.

     I continued to pray that God would verify that what I had seen was in fact one of His heavenly beings, but it wasn't until several years later that I received a confirmation with which I was satisfied.

    I was working as a desk clerk at a local hotel back in my hometown in Oklahoma one Saturday when the manager came in to check on things. I noticed the shopping bag in her hand and asked her where she had been.

   She explained she had just returned from Mardel's Christian Book Store where she had picked up a few books so I asked to see what she had bought.

   One of the books, "The Man Who Talked With Angels," was written by a woman named Sharon Rose Buck White. Her father, Pastor Roland Buck, had written a book a few years earlier entitled, "Angels on Assignment," in which he described, in remarkable detail, numerous angelic visitations he claimed to have encountered over a period of several months.

    Since the publication of the first book, Pastor Buck had passed away and this more recent volume penned by his daughter was actually a sequel to her father's bestseller. In her book, Mrs. White shares with the readers accounts of the last 9 angelic visitations her father had, accounts not included in the pages of "Angels On Assignment." 

    In Mrs. White's book, I found the confirmation I had been waiting for concerning my amazing encounter in Wichita Falls. In chapter 25 she gives her father's account of the very last angelic encounter he had, less than a month before he went to Heaven.

   To my delight and relief, there on the pages before me, was Pastor Buck's unique description of what transpired on the evening of October 13, 1979.       

   "Last night in my office, I found out that the visit six weeks ago wasn't the last one... My head was down, and I was doing some meditating, and looking at the Scripture. They came in just like those people on the television series, 'Star Trek'. I was breathless because I never get accustomed to their presence."

   "Star Trek." There it was. Those key words jumped out at me and settled the issue forever in my mind. It was a unique description of a very unique experience, unlike anything else I had ever known up to that time.  

   Though I don't know why God took so long to confirm my experience, I no longer doubted that I saw an actual angel late that night in the ministers' home.

   Many people live an entire lifetime and never see an angel, so I was very grateful for this rare opportunity God had allowed. Yet, surprisingly, this was not the only time I would be permitted to catch a glimpse of God's Heavenly Host.

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           Remember: When you are battling fear, just call on God and have faith He  

                will answer and, if necessary, send Warrior Angels to protect you.

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Warrior Angel (Part 2)

   God and His angels are both very real. Let the second part of this story bring you comfort and security in an otherwise troubled and unsettled world.

                            Warrior Angel - Bearer of Peace

   I looked back over toward the front door once again and realized the lights were growing in number and had even begun to take on the shape of a man... a very large man!

   The average door in a home is about 7 feet tall and three feet wide. The shape I was seeing reached from the floor to just above the door frame and filled the entryway from side-to-side.

   While I couldn't distinguish any fine details, there was no mistaking the outline of a head, very broad shoulders, large arms that hung to the side and the full length of a masculine body.

   The vision was to my right and the whole time I was looking at it the entire right side of my body was charged with electricity and the hair on my right arm stood straight up!

   Just like the time I saw the bright light in front of the cross at the Methodist Church back in Pauls Valley, I felt absolutely no fear at this supernatural appearance.

      As I continued to watch it, the sparkling figure slowly began to fade and the lights soon vanished completely. I wasn't sure what had just happened, exactly why it took place, nor why Sister J. and her daughter weren't able to see the bright, supernatural vision that manifested directly in front of them.

     Before we went to bed I told Sister J. what I had witnessed but she didn't seem to have much to say about it at the time. But the next morning she told me something that brought me a much greater understanding of what had occurred the night before.

   "What you didn't know, Jim," she began, "was that we had had a prowler around the neighborhood for the last several nights before you came. I know I should have had more faith in God," she humbly confessed, "but I have to admit, I have been scared."

   "I had not been able to sleep well and it was starting to affect my health. I had been praying to God to do something, and the night you told me you saw that vision I knew it was an angel that the Lord had sent to protect us," she explained.

   "Then last night I slept better than I had in several nights and it was because of the vision you told me you saw."

   So now I knew what I had seen, why I had seen it, but I still didn't know why I was the only who was able to see it. Sister J's response was, " I don't know why no one else saw the angel, Jim. I guess that's just the way God wanted it."

   Be sure to join me next Wednesday for the remarkable conclusion to this fascinating true story, when God reveals to me a yet deeper dimension to this angelic encounter. 

Warrior Angel (Part 1)

I've been blessed by an enormous number of supernatural encounters with God over the last 40 years and this one is by far one of the most amazing. Be comforted and inspired by this true story:


                                                             Guardian of God 

The night I met the evangelists at Brother Glen's house, I had no idea they would become such valued ministers and special friends. I believed they were chosen by God to introduce me to the deeper things of His Spirit but really doubted whether I would ever see them again.

   Yet after I returned to my house in Oklahoma I was informed that they sometimes spoke at different venues around the state, so I made every effort to attend their meetings as often as I could.

   Over time we became very well acquainted and I even had the distinct honor of visiting their home in Wichita Falls, Texas on various occasions. During one such visit I had a supernatural encounter that would change my views of the spirit world forever.

   The day had been especially busy at their house and it was now late in the evening.

Everyone else in the family was in bed while Sister J. and her oldest daughter were seated in chairs at one end of the living room next to the kitchen entry.

   I was at the other end of the living room relaxing in a large arm chair, facing Sister J. and her daughter. Since it was so late, most of the lights in the house were out except the ceiling light in the kitchen.

   While I sat there casually listening to the conversation at the other end of the room, I suddenly caught some movement out of the corner of my right eye. I slowly turned to see what it was.

   There, just inside the front door, I saw what appeared to be a group of small white lights that looked very much like sparkling glitter. Since it was heavily shadowed in that part of the house, the sparkling lights stood out very distinctly against the dark background.

   I thought surely Sister J. and her daughter were seeing the same thing since they were actually in a more direct line of sight to the front door than I was. Yet when I looked over to where they were seated, it was obvious they were completely unaware of what was going on before my eyes.

   I looked back over toward the front door once again and realized the lights were growing in number and had even begun to take on the shape of a man... a very large man!

   The average door in a home is about 7 feet tall and three feet wide. The shape I was seeing reached from the floor to just above the door frame and filled the entryway from side-to-side.

   While I couldn't distinguish any fine details, there was no mistaking the outline of a head, very broad shoulders, large arms that hung to the side and the full length of a masculine body.

   
   The vision was to my right and the whole time I was looking at it the entire right side of 

my body was charged with electricity and the hair on my right arm stood straight up! 

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                 Join me Saturday evening for the conclusion of "Warrior Angel"                  

                                                                                      

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                                        Have A Very Blessed Thanksgiving !   

Barbara's Double Miracle (conclusion)

Miracle Child - Comfort For A Broken Heart

   "There is someone here who has colitis," the woman began. "You have been to two different doctors over the last three months and the last doctor you went to see said the only one who can help you now is God... and he is right. Just receive your healing!"

   By this time the woman minister had my full attention. After all, she had just repeated word-for-word the medical report Barbara shared with me during our private conversation in the camper on the way to Texas the day before.

   (Though she didn't publicly acknowledge it at the time, Barbara told me later that when the woman minister told her to receive her healing, she suddenly felt a warmth in her abdomen and all the pain left.)

   The woman evangelist spoke directly to a couple of other people in the room then sat down. Her husband proceeded to share a brief message, after which he concluded the meeting.

   Barbara rose from her seat and walked over to the woman evangelist. "I'm the person who had colitis," Barbara confessed. "Yes, and there's something else wrong with you in here," the woman minister proclaimed, pointing to Barbara's lower abdomen.

   Now I knew Barbara had one son, Jamie, who had been adopted by Barbara's mother. But, unknown to me, she had been told by a staff of 7 doctors she would never be able to bear another child.

   The woman minister continued, "You have a child, a son. But someone else is raising him and they have even adopted him. You would like to have another child but doctors have told you that you cannot have any more. You have been heartbroken over this but God is going to fix that, too, and you will have another son."

   Just then the woman evangelist reached over and touched Barbara's abdomen. When she did, Barbara felt weak all over, staggered backwards and crumpled to the floor. Barbara sat there on the tile for a minute or so then slowly got back to her feet. She appeared to be alright.

   One by one all the visitors, along with the guest evangelists, left Brother Glen's house and it was time for us to bed down for the night. Despite all the excitement from the evening's activities, we all somehow managed to drift off to sleep.

   After a good night's rest, our group had breakfast with Brother Glen and his wife, Alta, then we loaded up in the pickup truck and headed north. All the way back to Oklahoma everyone talked about the incredible things they had witnessed in Texas and many of us were determined to pay a return visit to Brother Glen's home as soon as possible.

   I didn't know it at the time, but I was to meet up with the visiting evangelists again one day soon, and the amazing prayer meeting I had encountered was just one of many wondrous experiences  I would have at Brother Glen's home.

   As for Barbara, she returned to see her physician, explaining to him she would not be back to his office anymore because, as she put it, "God healed me at a prayer meeting." Surprisingly, the doctor rejoiced at her testimony remarking, "I believe in miracles!"

   Barbara remained permanently pain free, eating anything she wanted with no ill side effects whatsoever.

   And, 18 months later she did indeed bear a healthy, bouncing baby boy. 
Barbara called him...  her "miracle baby."

( Join me back here next Wednesday for more amazing  Acts of An Awesome God! )

Barbara's Double Miracle (part 2)

   Miracle Cure

   We finally arrived at Brother Glen’s home on Thursday and he warmly received us as if he had known everyone of us always.   Unbeknownst to us, Brother Glen held a prayer meeting at his home every Friday night and we had arrived just in time to attend the service (God’s timing is always perfect).

  The next night a small crowd of people showed up and gathered in Brother Glen's living room. The service finally got started and the guest ministers, a husband-wife evangelistic team, rose to their feet to speak.

   According to Brother Glen, the ministers had called him at an earlier date and said they had heard about his Friday night fellowship. They went on to say they felt like God wanted them to come and minister. As Brother Glen explained to me later, his response to them was, "Well, who am I to argue with God. Come on!"

   When it was the woman evangelist's turn to speak, she began to minister in a way I had never seen before. She would go around the room and, after pointing out a certain individual, mention personal things about them which she had no natural way of knowing. She would then deliver to that person what she said was a message from God.

   The whole time she was speaking the air was charged with electricity. Though I had never felt this sensation before in the Baptist churches I had attended in the past, I experienced no discomfort whatsoever. A sense of awe prevailed in the room and I was at total peace with what was happening.

   Barbara had been sitting patiently throughout the service but her pain level was now becoming unbearable. She leaned over to Preston and whispered quietly, "I can't take this anymore. I have to go lie down."

   About the time the words came out of Barbara's mouth, and as she was preparing to get up and leave the room, the woman who was ministering spoke up.

   "There is someone here who has colitis," the woman began. "You have been to two different doctors over the last three months and the last doctor you went to see said the only one who can help you now is God... and he is right. Just receive your healing!"

   By this time the woman minister had my full attention. After all, she had just repeated word for word the medical report Barbara shared with me during our private conversation in the camper on the way to Texas the day before.

   (Though she didn't publicly acknowledge it at the time, Barbara told me later that when the woman minister told her to receive her healing, she suddenly felt a warmth in her abdomen and all the pain left.)

   It appeared that God had already performed an incredible miracle in Barbara's body, but her Heavenly Father had one more very special gift in store for her. 

   (Join me Saturday for the heart-warming conclusion: Barbara's Miracle Child!)

  

Coming Wednesday - Barbara's Miracle (cont.)

Dear Friends,

This Wednesday (Nov. 16th) my blog will cover Part II of  "Barbara's Double Miracle,"an amazing true story of an ordinary woman who experienced an extraordinary touch from God. This testimony will strengthen your faith and help you believe anything is possible with God!

Honoring Veterans Everywhere

God Bless The Veterans

   On this very special day I just want to send out a personal note of appreciation for all the Veterans in countries and continents across the globe who were willing to sacrifice their time, energy, health and sometimes their very life to ensure liberty, justice and protection for others.
   And let us not forget this day the One who made the Supreme Sacrifice... the One who conquered the most dangerous enemy... the One who provided the greatest liberty of all...

          Jesus Christ,  Lamb of God,   Lion of Judah,  Savior of the World !

Barbara's Double Miracle (part 1)

Back this week with more Acts of an Awesome God. Tonight I'm going to publish the first part of an incredible true account of a woman who received, not one, but two miracles of healing in a single night. Allow this story to increase your faith in both the love and the power of an amazing God.

                                     Barbara's Double Miracle

   I had become acquainted with Preston, a young man from College Station, Texas. On occasion he made mention of his father, Glen, but I knew nothing more about him except that he was a minister. I didn’t know his denominational affiliation nor did I have any knowledge of his doctrinal beliefs.

   I did know, however, that the day after I asked Christ to come into my life at a little Baptist church, I had this overwhelming desire to go see Glen. I was convinced it was an urgency God put in my heart and told Preston so.

   Realizing I had never met his father and that I knew nothing about him personally, Preston responded quite curiously, “But you don’t even know him!”

    "I know" I acknowledged. "But I know God is dealing with me to go see your dad, so I have to." "All right," Preston agreed. "I guess we need to figure out a way to get down there."

   Several people heard we were going to Texas and asked if they could come along. To accommodate the group, Julie, a close friend, borrowed her father’s camper pickup truck so we would have plenty of room for everyone who was going on the trip.

   Preston notified his dad we would soon be heading his direction and by the middle of the week we were on our way down to Texas. We had a lot of time to visit during the several hours on the road and one conversation in particular would prove to play an important role in the events we were about to experience.   

   Preston’s wife, Barbara, had been complaining of extreme discomfort throughout the course of the trip which almost brought her to the point of tears at times.

   She had explained to me that she had a serious physical condition known as ulcerated colitis. Physicians had delivered the tragic news that the condition was incurable and Barbara would have to be on medication the rest of her life.

   In addition, her diet would be very limited and by the time she was 30 she would be wearing a colostomy bag. She had been to two different doctors over the previous three months and none of them had been able to provide her with any relief or hope.    

   In fact, she had just returned from another doctor’s visit earlier that week and the physician told her there was nothing he could do for her. He said the only one that could help her now was God! My heart went out to her but I knew there was nothing I could do to change her situation so I tried to simply lend a sympathetic ear. 

     (Join me back here next Wednesday to read about Barbara's FIRST miracle of healing!)

Powerful Healing Testimony

Wanted to let everyone know I'll be publishing my usual Wednesday night blog in two days and this one will be very special indeed. If you have ever questioned God's ability to heal the human body supernaturally then Wednesday's testimony could remove all doubt. Until then, have a good day and may God bless those of you who are not sleeping well with the best night's rest you've ever had -

Proverbs 3:24  "When you lie down, you will not be afraid; 
                            Yes, you will lie down and your sleep will be sweet." 

God Loves The World

   This blog is proclaiming God's greatness and power to people across the globe. Viewers have tuned in so far from the U.S., Germany, South Africa, the Dominican Republic, Ireland, Mexico, the Philippines, Russia, Brunei and Canada.
   I am confident God is pleased with this international response because He sacrificed the most precious thing he had so people all over the world, throughout the ages, would come to know Him.
 
   John 3:16-17

   "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes
     in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. 
     For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world  
     through Him might be saved."

   Keep sharing this blog with your friends everywhere. Each week they will find words of hope, peace, strength, faith, understanding and encouragement. And don't forget - God loves YOU :)

Blessings For Your Weekend

Just wanted to take a moment to send out a weekend blessing to all of you, my treasured friends from around the world, who are faithfully viewing and sharing my blogs.
The following is taken from the book of Ephesians:

"I pray the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of Glory, may give to you the Spirit of Wisdom and Revelation in the Knowledge of Him:
 The eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that you may know what is the Hope of His  Calling, and what are the Riches of the Glory of His Inheritance in the saints,
  And what is the Exceeding Greatness of His Power toward you who believe... "
 
I value each and every one of you who takes time out of your busy day to share in my incredible experiences. More are on the way. God Bless.

Awesome Open Vision (continued)

Good evening friends around the world -

   I promised I would resume the story of the Open Vision I began last Wednesday.
I have included the last part of that previous blog so the story would connect better for you.
Here goes:

 "After I prayed, I just stood there watching those two tiny clouds slowly drifting along. It couldn't have been more than 30 seconds since I finished that brief prayer when a very large, bright light appeared to the lower right side of my peripheral vision.

   It lasted only a moment and it was gone. I glanced down in the direction from where I thought the light had shone. It seemed to have come from directly in front of a tall stained-glass cross which was slightly recessed in the wall of a large Methodist Church located one block to the north of the court house.

   Believing I might have just witnessed a supernatural event, and not wanting to let this opportunity pass me by, I spoke to God again. This time I said, 'Now God, I thought I just saw that cross light up. Could you do that for me one more time?'

   Only a matter of seconds had passed by when (and I was staring directly at the cross this time)

a blazing white light suddenly appeared. It was so massive, it obliterated the entire south wall of the church which was about 20 feet tall and 50 feet long. And it was the brightest, purest white light I had ever seen in my entire life.

   In fact, I didn’t know anything could be that white. It was so pure and white, that once the light was gone, the rays of the midday sun appeared a dingy yellow in comparison.

   You might think I should have been shocked by what I had seen but, for some reason, I wasn’t. Instead, I remarked to God very matter-of-factly, 'That's good enough.' Then I went about my regular daily activities as usual."
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   It should be noted here, this was the same church in which I had an encounter with God during a youth service seven years prior. Now I have observed something very special about God: After we have drifted away from Him, He will often take us back to a time and place where we once had an experience with Him in order to reestablish a relationship with us. It’s His loving way of getting us back on the right path.
      So if you've made a mistake, maybe many mistakes as I had, I'm encouraging you not to give up on yourself or God. He's not through with you yet.
   
 

  

International Friends

Just wanted to tell my new friends in Ireland and Germany to catch the blog coming up tomorrow Wednesday, Nov. 2nd, where I continue the story of the incredible open vision I had several years ago. God Bless.

Aspiring Writers

Just wanted to share this with all my friends who have a desire to write what's on their heart.
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