I have encountered Angels three times in my life. By the way they do not have wings as usually stated, especially at Christmas times. My first encounter was when I had taken a group of nurses to a theatre in London. I had to wait around a couple of hours or more, so I had parked the bus/coach on the Embankment. I was feeling quite lonely at the time and had started to nod off or so I thought, when there was a knock on the bus door. At first I thought it was some rough guy looking for trouble, yet there was something different, and I had a feeling I knew him, even today I cannot explain. I shared my soft drink with him and he shared his bagels with me, and we talked, what we talked about I cannot remember it was probably spiritual and about music, books and loads of things. Anyway the time seemed to speed by and it was soon time to pick up the nurses, however I could not remember how and when he left, but I felt inredibably peaceful and no longer lonely.
My second encounter was on a train journey from Westgate-on-Sea to London, I was reading a spiritual book 'The Cross and the Switchblade.' ('The Cross and the Switchblade' is a book written in 1963 by pastor "David Wilkerson" with John and Elizabeth Sherrill. It tells the true story of Wilkerson's first five years in New York City, where he ministered to disillusioned youth, encouraging them to turn away from the drugs and gang violence they were involved with. The book became a best seller, with more than 15 million copies distributed in over 30 languages.) When at one station a group of young lads came on and started shouting about, so I kept my head down and continued to read my book. I was aware of the loud lads, but I just kept reading, I knew there was no more stations until London, however I looked up once and saw a large man sitting on the seat opposite me, he just smiled at me and I got back to my book. The lads were getting more and more rowdy, upsetting other passengers, yet they never even approached me or the man, and when I got out at the station in London the man smiled a waved at me as I walked down the platform, and I soon lost him in the crowd. To this day I am convinced he was an Angel sent to protect me.
The third encounter was very quick and simple, I had been on my first long retreat of eight days in silence and I was travelling on the underground into London after the retreat and my mind was feeling negative wondering if I had really encountered God through it. A man who was on the train when I got on, for I had sat next to him, and as he got off at a station near London he said to me; 'You encountered God this week,' and then got off. I am sure he was an Angel come to confirm to me that I had definitely encountered God.
I have no doubt about my encounters with angels, however I also know there are sceptics out there that will knock them down, it is up to you whether you believe it or not, I believe it and that is all that really matters.
