“For he will order his angels to protect you wherever you go.” (Psalm 91:11)
I don’t know that angels befriend us and become our guides to reliving certain crossroads in our lives or to looking into possible futures, but that is what Zachri, a spirit guide for my comatose protagonist does. Read on:
Zachri moved closer so his eyes were on the same level as Kirk’s. “Kirk, don’t I look the least bit familiar to you? “
“Well, there is a somewhat unnerving familiarity in your eyes. Yet I’m not afraid of you…I feel like somewhere in the recesses of my mind I can recall an experience—but the image just won’t make itself visible. It’s more like a feeling or an impression, one that has benign undertones. Won’t you give me clues to what I know about you that lurks just below my consciousness? Your appearance is similar to people in my own extended family, blue-eyed, light skinned with light-colored hair; you even seem to be about my height and build, yet there is something about you that marks you as other than European. The best word I can come up with is ethereal. I’ve never met a person who exudes such a disconcerting mixture of power and humility, of strength and tenderness. Please tell me who or what you are!”
“I am a messenger, and I am here to answer a specific prayer for your healing. You see me in a familiar form so you can relate to me; if I came in my true form you would know of my presence but the sensing without seeing would terrorize you.”
What do readers believe about angelic intercession? Will you share personal experiences here?