I remember this as if it were yesterday, even tho’ I’m 18 and it happened when I was 2 at the Tonawanda, NY public pool one bright summer’s day. Mummy was sunning on the deck aside the deep end whilst I splashed in the shallow, turning circles in the cool water. A little boy came over with his mother, both terribly large people, though the boy was m’ age, and his mother struck up conversation with m’ mummy as I turned circles.
Mummy called me over and told me to go play with the new boy whilst she spoke with his mother, and so, we tottled off to the shallow end to check each other out. We splashed a bit and stood awkwardly and I piped, “Do you want to play?” to which he replied, “Well, I dunno…” And so I turned m’ back and ran m’ fingers along the smooth edge of the pool wall.
After a few minutes, I couldn’t stand someone looking at me and I whipped around and told him indignantly to stop. “I want to play now,” he announced bluntly and said, as an afterthought, “Let’s play sharks!” Now, I had no idea what “sharks” was, and all I could think of was Jaws, and so I moved about the water in a circle, making little ripples in the water and trying m’ best to emulate the famous Jaws theme-duh-duh, duh-duh…
The boy thought it was all great fun and suddenly lunged at me with all his strength, saying somewhat loudly, “*Mean* sharks!” and he pushed me backward against the pool wall so that I couldn’t move forward. Now that would have been all fine and well except that he then pushed me under the water and I was no match for his size. I looked up at him through the water, at his fat, laughing little face, but I was very calm.
Somehow I knew that if I “fell asleep”, I would never wake up-and that didn’t frighten me in the least. It seemed like forever, and then it went black; there was nothing to be seen, but I could still *feel* the wall behind me. And then I heard a voice and saw two perfectly white hands encircle m’ chest, as if I were looking down, but the boy and the water were gone and all that remained were these glowing hands and the wall behind me.
The voice, which I would hear in later years in the darkness, whispered very firmly, “Katie Rose, you must *not* breathe.” And I felt the hands clutch m’ chest and then let go. I tried to turn around and see the owner of the beautiful voice, but a great weight was put upon me and I couldn’t move. All was still black, and I felt as if I were falling slowly. I next looked down at myself, pale and blue around the mouth, laying on cement with many people hovering over me.
And then I opened m’ eyes and looked up at them. M’ mummy wouldn’t speak of it for years, and she thought I’d forgotten about it until I mentioned it when I was 15 and she told me that I’d been underwater for quite a long time and no one thought I was going to make it. But when the medical examiner took a listen to me, they found no water in m’ lungs. And so I guess that the angel under the water had some good advice after all.
tah-dah, that was it
The Real Joe Black?
My dad died 11-11-98 liver problems from drinking over the years. He stopped drinking 6 years before his death and we became closer then ever. I am his oldest child out of 3 children. The middle child died at 2 years old I was 3 and my brother was 1 year old. Four months into ICU at JOHNS HOPKINS HOSPITAL my father who was totally in his right mind and was not at that time that day had not been given any pain medicine but did have a heart attack that morning, he smiled and winked and told me he loved me and was also having a wonderful conversation with someone in the corner of his little room.
Every time he would set his sight to the corner of his room his eyes would light up and he would talk a mile a minute. Who ever it was he was talking to he knew them and loved and was excited to see them. During his conversation with them he would laugh and shake his finger no to them. The doctor came in and I asked him if my dad was given any meds that would make him hallucinate. The answer was a big no.
When I told the doc that my dad was talking to someone in the room for a good 2 hr., my dad threw a look over to me and with a big smile said YOU SEE, and pointed over to the corner.
Well 10 min. after this they took my dad for a scope and found his bleeding started again. The doctors at Hopkins were crying. And pleaded for me to make a big decision and that was to take him off of life support. When I went back in my dads room it was different I knew then that the time was here. And in my dads best interest I kissed him good-bye. Bottom line is I believe that GOD sent an angel down to get my dad and the angel knew before I did of the decision I had to make that day.
I BELIEVE WE DON’T GO ALONE HE SENDS US SOMEONE TO TAKE US THERE.
Angels: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly
I was about thirteen years old when I had my first encounter with an angel. I was going upstairs to my room, pulling my entire weight on the handrail, when it suddenly came off in my hand. I fell backwards, head first. Halfway into a terrible fall, I felt a strong hand on my back push me upright. There was nobody there– well, nobody visible!
Angel stories are always fascinating, and in this essay I address angels: the good, the bad, and the ugly. The good angels are the holy ones, the bad angels are the evil ones, which the Bible calls demons, and the ugly angels are demons disguising themselves as good angels. These ugly angels have deceived many people in a culture that has embraced “angel mania.”
The Good Angels
The book of Hebrews calls angels “ministering spirits sent to serve those who will inherit salvation” (Heb. 1:14). Angels minister in many ways to us, and I’d like to look at some of their ministries with examples from the scriptures as well as some modern anecdotes.
The Lord uses His angels to physically provide for His own. It was an angel who brought Elijah bread and water while fleeing from Jezebel after his victory on Mt. Carmel (1 Kings 19:5-6).
In 1944, the penniless wife of a pastor and evangelist in Switzerland, Susie Ware prayed, “God, I need five pounds of potatoes, two pounds of pastry flour, apples, pears, a cauliflower, carrots, veal cutlets for Saturday, and beef for Sunday.” A few hours later, someone knocked on the door, and there was a young man carrying a basket, who said, “Mrs. Ware, I am bringing what you asked for.” It was precisely what she’d prayed for–down to the exact brand of pastry flour she wanted. The young man slipped away, and even though Rev. and Mrs. Ware watched at the window to their building, the man never exited. He just disappeared.(1)
Sometimes, angels give guidance so God’s people will know what He wants us to do. An angel appeared to Joseph in a dream and instructed him to take Mary as his wife and to name her baby Jesus. (Matthew 1:20-21)
And it was an angel who told Philip where to go in his travels so that he could meet the Ethiopian eunuch and lead him to Christ. (Acts 8:26)
My friend Lee experienced the comfort of guidance from an angel when the other men in his army unit were pressuring him to visit a red-light district. As he prayed for strength, an invisible messenger came to him and said, quite audibly from about 10 feet away, “Have no fear of them. Do not succumb. I will sustain you and deliver you.”
Angelic ministry to us can include powerful encouragement. When Paul and his shipmates were caught in a horrible storm and faced shipwreck, an angel appeared to him, assured him that not a life would be lost, and that he would live to stand trial before Caesar. (Acts 27:23)
One mother of a young girl told me that the night after her daughter’s cancer surgery, a very tall nurse with long braids, a real Amazon, ministered to her all night long. She was caring for the girl with a strong but gentle tenderness, and talking with the mom about how good God is. After they went home, the mother decided to write a thank-you note to the nurse, and called the hospital to ask for her name. Everyone–even the head of nursing–insisted that there was no nurse with that description working at the hospital. She believes God sent an angel to encourage her through that dark night.
This world is a dangerous place, and angels can provide supernatural protection. Daniel 6 tells the story of how an angel shut the mouths of the lions when he was thrown into their den.
A young lady named Myra worked in the inner-city ministry of Teen Challenge in Philadelphia. One neighborhood gang liked to terrorize anyone who tried to enter the Teen Challenge building, and they harassed Myra as well. One night, when she was alone in the building with the gang banging on the door, she felt she should continue to try to reach out to them with the gospel of Jesus. As she opened the door, she breathed a prayer for protection. The boys suddenly stopped their shouting, looked at each other, turned and left quietly. Myra had no idea why.
Later on, as the staff people were able to build relationships with the gang members, the ministry director asked them why they dropped their threats against Myra and left her alone that night. One young man spoke up, saying, “We wouldn’t dare touch her after her boyfriend showed up. That dude had to be seven feet tall.” The director said, “I didn’t know Myra had a boyfriend. But at any rate, she was here alone that night.” Another gang member insisted, “No, we saw him. He was right behind her, big as life in his classy white suit.” (2)
Another young woman walking home from work in Brooklyn had to go past a young man loitering against a building. She was fearful; there had been muggings in the area recently, and she prayed for protection. She had to go right by him, and although she could feel him watching her, he didn’t move. A short time after she reached home, she heard sirens and saw police lights. The next day her neighbor told her someone had been raped, in the same place and just after she had passed by the young man.
She wondered if the man she’d passed was the rapist, because if it were, she could identify him. She called the police and discovered they had a suspect in custody. She identified him in a lineup and asked the policeman, “Why didn’t he attack me? I was just as vulnerable as the next woman who came along.” The policeman was curious too, so he described the woman and asked the suspect about her. He said, “I remember her. But why would I have bothered her? She was walking down the street with two big guys, one on either side of her.”(3)
Sometimes, angels rescue people in danger. It was an angel–if not the Angel of the Lord, who is the pre-incarnate Christ–who joined Meshach, Shadrach and Abednego in the fiery furnace, rescuing them from the flames (Daniel 3).
My friend John told me that he and a friend were walking through a rough neighborhood one night when 12 or 15 gang members jumped them. John took two punches and sank to the ground. He expected to be robbed and severely beaten, but he wasn’t. Instead, he heard a voice from about six feet up: “It’s okay, they’re gone.” He looked up and saw his friend who mysteriously was now about 25 feet away, leaning against a wall with his fists still clenched as if he were ready to fight. But there was no gang. They just disappeared. And there was nobody next to John.
The ministry of warrior angels catches the imagination in a special way. The prophet Elisha prayed that the Lord would open the eyes of his servant so he could see the mighty angelic army of God protecting them.
In Nazi Germany, one mother took her little boy, who was unchurched, to a shelter run by nuns that had become known as a safe place because nothing bad ever seemed to happen there. His first night, while everyone else was praying that God would protect them, this little boy kept his eyes open. After the “amen,” he told his mother, “It came up to here on them!” and pointed to his breastbone. When asked what he meant, he said, “The gutter came up to here on them!” A nurse asked, “What are you talking about?” and he told her that he saw men filled with light guarding each corner of the shelter, so tall that they towered above the roof. The shelter was protected by huge warrior angels that only a little boy could see.(4)
Do we have guardian angels? The Bible doesn’t give a definitive answer on that, although the Lord Jesus did say, “See that you do not look down on one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father in heaven.” (Matthew 18:10) And Psalm 91:11 promises, “For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.”
One day, when my son was a baby, I tripped while I was holding him, and he went flying headlong toward a brick wall. There was nothing I could do to protect him, but I watched as he inexplicably stopped an inch from the wall and fell gently to the carpet. I knew immediately that an angel’s hand had been his bumper pad.
These are only a few of the stories of thousands about angels who protected and rescued people, both Christians and non- Christians. But a nagging question continues to arise: where are the angels when girls are raped, and drunk drivers crash headlong into a car of teenagers, and evil people blow up buildings with hundreds of innocent people in them?
The angels are still there, continuing to minister in pain and death. We usually don’t realize the role of angels in the midst of horrible circumstances because their work is unseen and often unfelt.
Behind the question of, “Where are the angels?” is the very difficult problem of why a good God would allow pain and suffering. The book of Job gives us two important insights into the problem of pain: first, when disasters and suffering assail us in the physical realm, there may be something bigger and more important going on in the unseen spiritual realm.(5) Second, God never gives Job an answer to his demand to know the “why”: He just says, “I am the sovereign Lord, acting in ways you cannot understand. You just need to trust Me, that I know what I’m doing.” The fact that God is in control, that He allows all pain and suffering for a reason, is the great comfort that we need to remember when it seems like the angels have forsaken us. They haven’t, because God hasn’t.
The Bad Angels
There are good angels, and there are bad angels. All of them were created as holy angels, but about a third of them rebelled against God and fell from their sinless position. Satan, the leader of these demons or unholy angels, is a liar, a murderer, and a thief. (John 10:10) He hates God and he passionately hates God’s people. The Bible tells us that he prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour (1 Peter 5:8). We need to remember that Satan and all the demons are supernaturally brilliant, and Satan disguises himself as an angel of light (2 Cor. 11:14).
It’s this masquerade as a holy angel that is behind the current angel craze in our culture. While there are a number of wonderful Christian books available that relate stories of holy angels helping people, there are many books, publications, and seminars that are filled with demonic deception of the ugliest kind. Because when you start talking to angels, you end up dealing with demons.
The Ugly Angels
The enemy of our souls is using a new twist on an old lie, exploiting the current interest in angels to attract the untaught and the undiscerning. Much of the current angel mania is simply New Age philosophy, which is actually old-fashioned pantheism. Pantheism is the belief that everything–an impersonal God as well as every part of the creation–is one big unity. All is one, God is one, we are God–and New Age philosophy throws reincarnation into the mix as well.
You know you’re around “ugly angels,” or demons masquerading as angels of light and holiness, when you see or hear these terms:
1. Contacting or communing with angels.
There are now books available with titles like Ask Your Angels(6) and 100 Ways to Attract Angels(7). But the Bible gives neither permission nor precedent for contacting angels. When people start calling on angels, it’s not the holy angels who answer. They’re demons, disguising themselves as good angels to people who don’t know how to tell the difference.
2. Loving our angels, praying to our angels.
Some self-styled “angel experts” instruct their followers to love their angels and call upon them for health, healing, prosperity, and guidance. But angels are God’s servants, and all this attention and emphasis and glory should go to God, not His servants. God says, “I will not share my glory with another” (Isaiah 42:8). Scripture makes no mention of loving angels–only God, His word, and people. And it never tells us to pray to angels, only to the Lord Himself.
3. Instruction, knowledge, or insight from angels, particularly ones with names.
Some angel teachers are proclaiming that angels are trying very hard to contact us, so they can give us deeper knowledge of the spiritual(8). Invariably, this “angel knowledge” is a mixture of truth and lies, and never stands up to the absolute truth of Scripture.
There are four angel names that keep popping up in the angel literature: Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, and Raphael. Michael and Gabriel are the only angels mentioned by name in the Bible. The other two show up in the apocryphal First Book of Enoch, which includes a fanciful account of the actions of these four beings. Those who report modern day angel teachings are actually channelling information from demons.
4. Special knowledge or teachings from angels.
Naomi Albright distributes teachings about the deep meanings of colors, and numbers and letters of the alphabet which she claims is “knowledge given from above and brought forth in more detail by the High Angelic Master Sheate, Lady Master Cassandra, and Angel Carpelpous, and the Master Angel, One on High.”(9) These same beings told Mrs. Albright to stress two main teachings: first, that God accepts all religions, and second, Reincarnation.(10) These two teachings keep showing up in much of the New Age angel literature, which shouldn’t be surprising since they are heretical lies that come from the pit of hell, which is where the angel teachers are from.
Other angel teachings are that all is a part of God (pantheism); the learner is set apart from others by the “deep” knowledge that the angels give (this is a basic draw to the occult); and that eventually, the one who pursues contact with these angels will be visited by an Ascended Master or a Shining Angel (which is a personal encounter with a demon).
We need to remember that God’s angels are not teachers. God’s word says they are messengers–that’s what “angel” means–and they minister to us. God has revealed to us everything we need for life and godliness (2 Peter 1:3), so any hidden knowledge that spirit beings try to impart is by nature occultic and demonic.
5. Human divinity
The message of the ugly angels is that we need to recognize that we are one with the divine, we are divine. . .we are God. In Karen Goldman’s The Angel Book: A Handbook for Aspiring Angels, she says things like, “Angels don’t fall out of the sky; they emerge from within.”(11) And, “The whole purpose in life is to know your Angel Self, accept it and be it. In this way we finally experience true oneness.”(12)
The following bit of heretical garbage was channeled from a demon posing as an angel named Daephrenocles: “The wondrous light of the Angels, from the elohim to the Archangels to the Devas and Nature Spirits, are all bringing to you the realization that you are magnificent–you are divine now and divine first.”(13)
Much of the angel literature refers to “the angel within.” But angels are a separate part of the creation. They were created before man as a different kind. They are not within us. The movie “It’s a Wonderful Life” notwithstanding, when we hear a bell ring it does not mean that an angel is getting his wings. Nor do good people, especially children, become angels when they die. We remain human beings–not angels, and certainly not God.
What our culture needs in response to the angel craze is strong discernment built on the foundation of God’s word. We need to remember, and share with others, three truths about angels:
1. The ministry of holy angels will never contradict the Bible.
2. The actions of holy angels will always be consistent with the character of Christ.
3. A genuine encounter with a holy angel will glorify God, not the angel. Holy angels never draw attention to themselves. They typically do their work and disappear.
It’s very true that many have “entertained angels unaware” (Hebrews 13:2). But we need to make sure we’re entertaining the right kind of angels!
© 1995 Probe Ministries International
1. Anderson, Joan Wester. Where Angels Walk (New York: Ballantine Books, 1992), pp. 60-62.
2. Malz, Betty. Angels Watching Over Me (Old Tappan, NJ: Fleming H. Revell Co., 1986), p. 40-41.
3. Anderson, p. 93-95.
4. Ibid, p. 162-163.
5. Webber, Marilynn Carlson and William D. Webber, A Rustle of Angels (Grand Rapids, Mich.: Zondervan, 1994), p. 66.
6. Daniel, Alma, Timothy Wyllie, and Andrew Ramer, Ask Your Angels (New York: Ballantine, 1992).
7. Sharp, Sally, 100 Ways to Attract Angels (Minnesota: Trust Publications, 1994).
8. Karyn Martin-Kuri, in an interview with Body Mind and Spirit journal, May/June 1993. Also, Albright, Naomi, Angel Walk (Tuscaloosa, Alabama: Portals Press, 1990).
9. Paths of Light newsletter, Angel Walk F.O.L. (Followers of Light), No. 24, July 1994, p. 6-10.
10. Albright, Angel Walk, p. 77-78.
11. Goldman, Karen, The Angel Book–A Handbook for Aspiring Angels (New York: Simon & Shuster, 1988), p. 20.
12. Ibid, p. 95.
13. These Celestial Times newsletter, Vol. 3, No. 1. (Gaithersburg, Maryland), p. 4.
About the Author
Sue Bohlin is an associate speaker with Probe Ministries. She attended the University of Illinois and Trinity Evangelical Divinity School, and has been a Bible teacher and conference speaker for over 20 years. She is also a professional calligrapher and the webservant for Probe Ministries; but most importantly, she is the wife of Dr. Ray Bohlin and the mother of their two sons.