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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