Angelic Evidence Pt 1

Photo by Victoria Willoughby

Photo by Victoria Willoughby

I knew the forecast wasn’t good on that winter evening but I needed to get to the store, so I took off in my car, sure I’d be fine. On the way home from the store I drove into one of those lake effect bands of snow that Upstate New York is known for. When the weather man talks about the “lake effect machine” you know there is a shovel in your future.

I  couldn’t see the end of my car’s hood, I wasn’t going more than 5 mph. I was white knuckled and in an area where there really wasn’t anything for a mile either way. I was about 3 miles from home. Suddenly the alternator belt of my car started to slip with the snow wetting it. The wipers slowed down, the defroster wasn’t working and the lights were fading out. My first thought was,”Oh no, if I pull over a plow wouldn’t be able to see me and might plow me right into the river!”. Getting out to walk would be even worse. All my money had been spent on the groceries in the back of the car and it was before I had a cell phone.

I knew panicking wasn’t going to help so I took a deep breath and thought if there was ever a time to ask for help this was it. In my experience Archangel Michael is an efficient protector so I decided to call on him. I called to him aloud, “Archangel Michael! I need to get home safely! I need your wings, give them to me NOW!”.

At the instant I said “Now!”, I don’t know why I was shocked when the lights came up, the wipers and defroster started to work and the snow cleared enough for me to see my way home. I still couldn’t believe it when I drove into my driveway a few minutes later, a bit rattled but none the worse for wear. That might sound like the end of the story but it’s not.

About a year later I went to a local New Age center. They had an “Angel Reader” visiting there, offering a workshop one day and individual readings the next. When I went for my private reading I saw there were angel letters laying around from the workshop from the day before. They were signed at the bottom with names like Sheila or Robert.

I went into the room with this person I’d never met and she gave me a piece of paper to write on and picked up her own. She said I should write whatever came to me and she asked out loud, “Angels, what do you have to say to Victoria today?”. She began to write, so did I.

When she was done writing she handed me the paper she had written. I started, “Dear Victoria, . . .” I read along not knowing what to think of what I was seeing until I got half way down the page where I found myself stunned. It read,”Don’t you remember you asked me for my wings and I gave them to you?” I scanned to the bottom of the page and was flabbergasted to find it was signed, “Michael”.

Suddenly I was reminded of that terrifying winter night and my command that was honored. I was reduced to a puddle of tears and so humbled I could barely speak. I had said a big thank you on that night and another with this confirmation that angels are here to help us in need. We are not to ask, we are to declare it to be so and always remember to give thanks for their swift intercession in our behalf.

Painting by Kimberley Huxen

Painting by Kimberley Huxen

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Stephanie October 26, 2013 at 10:02 pm

Awe-inspiring! Thank you Vickie for sharing.

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Victoria Willoughby October 27, 2013 at 11:38 am

My wish is for everyone to know that they are supported and loved more than they could ever know or contain. Thank you!

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http://sysbera.com December 21, 2013 at 6:22 pm

I could not resist commenting. Very well written!

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Victoria Willoughby December 22, 2013 at 2:59 am

Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it.

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