From: S. Austin (saustin@bmi.net) Story type: Angel Location: Source: Form Submission
(First of all I would like to say that I don't believe in
ghosts. I believe when someone dies they cease to be alive or
aware, or consious of anything..they are dead. But I DO believe
in angels and demons, and I believe that they often interract in
poeple's lives.Angels often step in to save us from hazards, and
demons generally try to make life as miserable as possible for
us, often taking the forms of dead loved ones to confuse and
frighten us. In this story I'm about to relate, there is what I
believe to have been an angel AND a demon...a battle was won
between them, and I'm glad to say it wasn't the demon. =) Years
ago, when my mother was 20 or so, she and my father were visiting
my grandmother at Christmas. My grandmother was very upset at
this time in her life because of the numerous fights that she had
been having with my grandfather...she loved him and was afraid
that somehow their marriage was failing. When my parents arrived,
she had been in a severe state of depression. But my parents had
no idea how truely depressed she was.... It was 2 days until
Christmas , and my mother and grandma were doing dishes
downstairs. When everything had been washed and put away, my
mother told gramdma that she was tired and was going upstairs for
a nap. My grandma nodded and said she would go,too. My mother had
been sleeping peacefully for a while when she was awoken by words
in her head (not audible, but more like implanted thought words).
They were urgant.."Wake up! Your mother's trying to kill
herself!!" She gasped and sat up. "What an odd
dream!", she thought. She blinked a couple times, shrugged,
then laid back down to sleep. She started to drift off when again
the words came. This time even more urgant. "Wake up! Your
mother's trying to kill herself! Hurry, or it will be too
late!!" This time she listened. Frightened and confused, she
made her way out into the hallway, and began to search for my
grandma. She called her name and walked down the hall to
grandma's bedroom. When she got there, she noticed that the door
was open a few inches. She stood outside it and called,
"Mother??". No answer at first, and then a voice in the
room said in a really tired kind of aggitated way,
"What?". Well, my mother was so happy to think that
grandma was ok , that she threw open the door and ran
in......but.....no one was there!! Well, then my mom REALLY
wigged out and began searching the room frantically. Under the
bed, behind the curtains, behind the dresser.. Then the voice
came again.."Hurry!!! She's in the garage with the door shut
and the car motor on!!" Mom rushed downstairs, and pulled
open the garage door. And there, sitting in the car slumped over
the steering wheel was my grandmother..the fumes in the garage
were thick and she was barely consious. Mom yelled for my dad and
together they dragged her out of the car to safety. (So there you
have it. My mother and I believe it was an angel that saved my
grandma that day and are very grateful for it. We also believe
that it was a demon that was behind the door. It's ploy didn't
work, however. Instead of being relieved and walking away, my
mother went in to see her. Way to go, ma! hehe =) Also, my
grandparents worked everything out and spent many more years
together. My grandma still likes to talk about God and his
wonderful angels! Thanks! Hope you enjoyed it)
Crown.Net Inc.
Samuel K. Spitzner
Comments to maintainer: sks@crown.net
All contents copyright © 1996.
S. Austin
All rights reserved.
Revised: Tuesday, 12-Aug-97 19:46:41 CDT
URL: /X/Stories/WakeUp.html