Angels in Church

I have promised many of you to continue to write about the visions that have occurred to me with greater frequency in the last two years. Here are some short instances that are just as powerful as the others.

Mid-January, 2013.

A New Year and more blessings to hold on to as heartache grew with more deaths—family, friends and pets. “A balm before the storm”.

The church that my husband is serving as Interim is blessed to have four Deacons, people that have been specially trained by the church to serve the congregations side by side with the Pastor. They are people with a great heart for ministry, yet they, like anyone in service to God, face challenges in their ministry.

One of the women Deacons was reading the Gospel lesson for the day. It was the baptism of Jesus. During a service the month prior, as she was reading the Gospel (at that time it was the Magnificat, the angel announcing to Mary that she was to give birth to our Savior), there appeared behind her at that time a very large angel, standing guard and smaller, cherubs flying above the choir. This particular Sunday, she read the passage of the Baptism of Jesus where the Heavens opened, a dove descended and the voice of God was heard:  “And when Jesus had been baptized, just as he came up from the water, suddenly the heavens were opened to him and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove and alighting on him. 17 And a voice from heaven said, “This is my Son, the Beloved,[d] with whom I am well pleased.” Just then there appeared as before the large angel behind the Deacon as she read but this time as she continued the reading, when she said the words, “this is my beloved Son”, the angel stretched out his wings with arms lifted and turned his face toward the heavens, responding to the voice, the words of God.

January 27, 2013.

Once again the Deaconess was reading the Gospel and again was backed by the same large angel I had seen twice before. That day, behind her within the altar rail were several smaller angels, hovering around the altar. Another one of the well-loved Deacons was making an announcement during the service as is the norm. He is a big man with a big heart. As he stood at the lectern, two lines of angels stood behind him, fanning out to fill the space, watching, guarding. And again, that same day, the man who chairs the Discernment team (a committee formed to guide the congregations efforts to focus on their mission through prayer), was also making an announcement about small groups forming. His task was often difficult and he had been challenged on many levels. As he stood speaking, there appeared on each side of him a very large angel, protecting, warrior-like.

Each of these Spirit-filled people I felt drawn to. Drawn to share with them what I had seen. After the service I was able to speak to each of them individually and each listened intently. To a person they thanked me profusely and took to heart what I had seen. It was a great blessing to me to be able to assure them all that I truly believed that they were exactly where God called them to be at exactly the right time and to remind them that they definitely were not walking alone. I had seen it.

‘Solo de Gloria’—to God be the glory.


© Melissa A. Dow and Signs and Wonders- This Cup of Blessing, Shared, 2012 to present. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to © Melissa A. Dow and Signs and Wonders- This Cup of Blessing, Shared, 2012 to present with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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