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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Wow! (03/11/10)

TITLE: Visions of Angels
By Anne Harrell
03/11/10


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Visions of Angels

“Anne we are about to put you under general anesthesia.”
“Anne, we will not be putting you on the ventilator this time, since you will be under for a very short time.”
“Breathe in deeply the oxygen as you are drifting off to sleep.”

As I was dropping off to sleep, I could see and hear that the nurses and doctors were anxious over my oxygen levels. They were moving the oxygen level lead around, yet my oxygen level was steady falling. I was not worried about any problems with the surgery. Yet, I knew when I was laid flat on the table that I was not going to have good oxygen levels.

It was in the recovery room when I woke up; I knew that they had put me on the ventilator. My throat was sore from the tube being down my throat. As I started looking around at my surroundings, I saw a nurse and my oldest daughter standing beside me. My daughter was holding my hand. Wow! Cyndy? No, this cannot be happening. Cyndy has been dead for thirteen years; there is no way she can be standing here holding my hand.

When Cyndy died, she was only eleven years old. Cyndy was profoundly handicapped. She left here as a child. When I saw her, she was not that child I had buried. Cyndy appeared to be maybe around twenty-four, the very age she would be now if she were still alive. It was no question as if it was Cyndy I knew it was Cyndy.

Cyndy held my hand for the longest time. It was until I was coming fully alert, when she let go of my hand and walked away. Not a good bye said, she just patted my hand and turned away. As I became more alert, I asked the nurse where Cyndy went. She gave me this strangest looks. “Anne, I have been the only one standing here. “ I have not left you since they brought you through those double doors.” “I have been your only nurse.” There has not been anybody here with me.” “Until you go to the next level no family members can come back here with you.” “Is your daughter waiting out in the waiting room?”

As I laid my head back on the pillow and thought about what had just happen. I know I saw Cyndy… but… Cyndy is dead, I kept thinking. How could Cyndy been standing here with me? Why wasn’t she that little girl? She was fully grown… It was not any question about whether it was Cyndy or not. A peace came over me beyond understanding. I knew that God had sent an angel to comfort and watch over me.

It took me days to realize the blessing God had given me. I became a little depressed at first, over missing my daughter. Nevertheless, the fact I saw the way Cyndy now looks in Heaven was the most beautiful dream I could have ever seen. My handicapped daughter was made complete when she died and went to Heaven. I am at peace now with Cyndy's death, and so is Cyndy.

The scripture that God has brought to mind that I have pondered over and over , the last month is 1 Cor. 2:9-14 (KJV) “But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit: for the Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the deep things of God. For what man knoweth the things of a man, save the spirit of man which is in him? even so the things of God knoweth no man, but the Spirit of God. Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the spirit, which is of God; that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God. Which things also we speak, not in the words which man's wisdom teacheth, but which the Holy Ghost teacheth; comparing spiritual things with spiritual. But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him: neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned."

Hebrews 13:2 (KJV) "Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."

God gives us thoughts to ponder through His Word doesn’t He? Wow what a blessing I had witness during my surgery. Memories that I will ponder eternally.


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AnneRene' Capp 03/18/10
Wonderful story. My heart goes out to you at the loss of your precious baby, but I also rejoiced with you, at seeing Cyndy again.

And that peace you received that goes beyond understanding, I have felt too.

I liked all of the scriptures you used as well.
Amanda Brogan03/19/10
Whoa, that would be a trip! Seeing someone who's been dead for thirteen years. I love the verses that you wrote at the end. God really does have wonders in store for us in Heaven, but it's hard to remember that when we concentrate on the pain of losing someone we love. Praise God for the blessing that He gave you in seeing your daughter again! (If this is a true story. Otherwise, it's still cool for your character. :) )
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 03/20/10
This is a beautiful story and I can easily believe every word, as I had a similar thing happen to me. Well done, you brought me right along with you and I could feel your emotions deeply.
Jan Ackerson 03/21/10
What a wonderful story of comfort!

There were a few writing mechanincs problems--paragraphing with dialog and some verb tenses come to mind.

I have a very tender heart toward the disabled, and this was quite moving.
Jean Beier03/22/10
Thank you for sharing this very well done story.
c clemons03/22/10
I am glad that you (or the MC) were comforted by the vision. I also extend sympathy for the loss of your daughter so early in her life. But...I would have to disagree that your daughter came in the form of an angel. Angels are angels, ministering spirits, yes angels can take on the form of people but people do not become angels. Scripture is clear about this. It wouldn't be necessary for an angel to take on the form of your daughter in a vision. Just a little food for thought. Overall well written except for the scripture inaccuracy.
c clemons03/24/10
I didn't think I questioned your use of scripture. I had to read your article again (I didn't)I agree with the scriptures about entertaining angels unawares. I was only trying to point out you had a VISION not a meeting with an angel (based on what you wrote). Okay we will move on, be blessed.