Walking amidst the Angels

guns shots in the night

we gather the kids

turn off the lights

sit on the floor in the dark

no bigg-ee

not really routine... but not the first time

accepted as part of life here

watching your back

using your head

When I was a young girl,  God was very real to me.  Anytime I was {really} scared, especially at night, I would pray so earnestly for God's protection.  I would sincerely ask Him to send angels to protect me.  I prayed specifically.  I asked for an angel to stand at all the corners of my house.  If I was really, really scared I asked for my own angel in the room with me.  I was young, and in my child-like faith I could feel the angels after my prayers.  Don't think I'm all {who-ooo-oo.....raised eyebrows}.  I'm talking about the peace that God gives that He's protecting you.  I could feel the peace settle around me and feel God's protection.

I believe with the same faith I believe in salvation that angels are real.

"For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over thee, 

to keep thee." Luke 4:10 

"For He shall give His angels charge over thee, 

to keep thee in all thy ways."  Psalms 91:11 

"The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them 

that fear him, and delivereth them" Psalms 34:7

Now as I big girl, I believe in angels still the same.  Many times when a noise wakes me in the night, I pray for God's protection before I fall back asleep.  I ask Him for angels to protect our family.

He hears, I know.

Danger is all around us here.  There are many stories that would "knock your socks off".

Many times, as we leave the yard of our house, I ask for God to send angels to protect our home while we are gone.  The peace I had as a little girl is still real  today.  Thieves here are very prevalent and aren't picky, they'll break into your home whether you're there or not.

Once I was thinking about the angels standing around my house and in awe that my Great Big Power God listens to insignificant me.  It was overwhelming.  As we returned home, and I was unlocking the iron bars to open the house door, I wondered, "Are there angels standing around me?"  Are they standing here protecting me?  Am I walking amidst the angels?  I believe so.
  
(photo taken last week as we drove over the mountains to Kingston)