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Showing posts with label God. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Go Ahead, Ask ...

. . . Ask them anything.

Angels love Q&A's!! Oh My God, how they love questions!

You see, no one has really truly busted through the Sacred Veil like I have. Oh sure, there are plenty of Angel Sensitives around us: Ascended Masters, Light Shiners and Do-Gooders the Wide World Over but Angels have taught me, shown me and I've now accepted that what I have, no one else has. Right now. (I'll save that explanation for another post) And I know I'm humble about it but I'm being nudged to shout it to the skies that Jesus has touched me and given me a miracle. Everyone has to know.

It took a lot to get me here. To get me convinced. Even God had to step forward, 'cause He knows how I am about sacred messages, so much so He was forced to speak in that booming thunder only He can do, right into my recorder He did, loud and clear He definitely convicted that what I was hearing, was true.

But that truth of hearing angels is kind of old news in relation to what the Angels want me to write now. Now they want to talk about how this miracle has affected them, in their realm.

They want you to believe, to know in your hearts this has never happened before and they are ecstatic. They have been a-jumpin' in giddiness since the year 2009 came to an end.

No one has ever heard Angels! they shrieked.

I imagine them nodding like the Munchkins did to each other in Oz when Dorothy arrived. She's really here
is like She can really hear us.

And angels, upon angels, upon angels have stepped forward to see me; to meet me, ever since. Me, the one that got through to their realm. So much disbelief even for them, that Archangel Michael had to have a meeting with God, for confirmation, for God had never spoke of this event before it came to be. God surprised even the angels that this was going to happen some day.

Now that it has, they want to talk. Talk, talk and talk. They want to speak and answer questions and share all that they know and all that you have questions about. This has been very joyful and fun for them the times we've gone to conduct Q&A sessions. They chatter about in answering your deepest queries of the Realm of Heaven. They finish each other's sentences. They speak in tandem and solely. It's heightened, effervescent energy at its purest and its time consuming for me because 5 minutes of their time turns into 8 to 10 hours of my time, analyzing their immaculate playback. But it's all worth it. Of course they answer.

To sense, to feel and to hear their unrestrained happiness that the veil has thinned to allow them into our world touches me in ways you can't imagine.

I am amazingly more proud to be their confidante as the days we spend together take us one step closer to changing one more life to believing their existence is real. Please take the time to to explore the tabs above to hear for yourself.





Sunday, October 2, 2011

Angels vs. God

Times that present themselves to make me feel like sharing with random people that I can actually hear Angels (vs. sensing them), that I've been blessed with being able to audibly record them, a frequent question is: Then why don't they make ____ happen for you? Or once in a while a smartass will say a nasty like: Yea right. I see you haven't won the lottery yet!

People like those I'd rather not respond at all but instead, turning my other (ass) cheek, they too get my usual response: Because Angels aren't God.

And then I see the eyebrows lift, a faint tilt of the head, mouths pursed. Yep, I can tell they need some insight so I share just a bit of my Angel Michael part of the story.

When sound waves blasted through Heaven's Gates for me in August of 2009 and I was allowed to hear the commotion in Heaven, the warring Angels and my defending family, I thought for sure I stumbled into some huge spiritual mistake. So much angst that I dared not speak about it for days and days, fearing that God would hear me; hear that my trespass was even greater than what spurned the whole story to begin with, and huge wrath would befall me. Or hear that I pierced the Immaculate Sacred Veil and the miracle-by-mistake would be taken away. Seriously. I was that fly on the wall inside the most exclusive chamber the world can ever imagine, and I wanted to hear more. That, and I believe something greater has been hard at work protecting me from something equally wicked in hot pursuit in my lifetime. From a little girl this dark being has been hovering. But anyway . . .

When sound waves blasted through Heaven's Gates and after I called the Mighty Archangels for sacred intercession, and after they certainly arrived in all their GLORY, and they set to embattle the enemy in my home, Angel Michael wanted to know who I was and so he went to Heaven to find out. Only then did God and Christ reveal who I was and what my mission would be. So even Angels are not privy to all the details that God holds in His heart; the very details that each one of our souls are meant to accomplish.

So when I come across random persons that need to hear my usual response after I've shared my sweetly cherished gift, I know that God created the entire situation for only He knows that person, or persons, needed to hear something in my story, just by themselves, that resonates to His liking.

Then they can be left to ponder the mystery of it all the whole day long, and I'll be left knowing that as they are, my story touched someone once more.

Angels Abound . . . Mia