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Act like everyone you meet is an angel, because sometimes they will be an angel. Would you cuss out that person if you knew that they were an angel that was about to save your life in a few seconds?

A bunch of Angels waving their hands at someone, giving them extraordinary and miraculous abilities, doesn’t make anyone holy,” Satan said.  “Holiness has to be earned, and it is earned in this world of pain and woe, not in the world of spirit.  Define holiness by your faith and your deeds, not by your tricks, and you can save yourself from the damnation you fall toward.” satan

After I was in Idaho, I started to ask my personal Angel, which I believe mine to be Archangel Ariel for a vision of my past life. Before I had a chance to barely finish the sentence, I saw a terrifying image. I saw an Indian woman from the knees down wearing loose pants, running in terror from someone or something. A great fear came over me so strong, I had to stop the image, and almost started shaking. When you remember past life events, you have what they call Cellular Memory. So the fear that I felt was me reliving that moment

After all, don't care how you want to sit there and deny the knowledge of River Mumma sitting on her rock - don't care how you deny the knowledge of fallen angels who can jump into your body as they please, or the knowledge of ancestors who sit beside your bed and watch when they not harkening on to the sounds of drumming - don't care how you deny any of it, all of it is still true. All of them things still exist, because them do not need the permission of your belief.

A God who could make good children as easily a bad, yet preferred to make bad ones; who could have made every one of them happy, yet never made a single happy one; who made them prize their bitter life, yet stingily cut it short; who gave his angels eternal happiness unearned, yet required his other children to earn it; who gave is angels painless lives, yet cursed his other children with biting miseries and maladies of mind and body; who mouths justice, and invented hell--mouths mercy, and invented hell--mouths Golden Rules and forgiveness multiplied by seventy times seven, and invented hell; who mouths morals to other people, and has none himself; who frowns upon crimes, yet commits them all; who created man without invitation, then tries to shuffle the responsibility for man's acts upon man, instead of honorably placing it where it belongs, upon himself; and finally, with altogether divine obtuseness, invites his poor abused slave to worship him!

After a bit, she said, “Do you believe in angels?” “No.” “I do. That’s why I go driving like this. I look for angels. They only come out at night.

All great moment had its time and all great time had its moment. But Elyon and Michaels’s great moment was almost at the same time to come up. An irony of destiny? Maybe yes, or maybe not. Accidentally Angels 2 - Pet TorreS

Alex resisted the urge to throw Seb off the balcony and see if he could fly.

All my life, the angels of God have lifed me up whenever I fall.

Ah, woman. She is an enigma. An anomaly of perfection & irony. She can lure angels into her arms & give birth to a nation of ideologies.

All parents were once babies and children themselves, so try to remember this when observing parents from afar. Adults are just children who have grown up—they’re toddlers with longer legs.

All that you are forever to Be, Is prior to... and just beyond Infinity.

All that you know; or believe to be true; Is no limit for All that Is; on a tiny planet whirling through an Infinite Sky. So be open. Be an empty vessel. Have the innocent curiosity of a child of the Universe. In this Way allow the Universe to flow freely through your Oneness and your profound inner silence of open heart, mind and Spirit. Surrender all preconception. become only immersed within the Infinite Way of Love Light and Oneness

A miracle is no less glorious for having previously happened

And fairy tales are make-believe. They are the stories we tell to small children to make them believe the world is a far better place than it really is.

An aroma more heavenly than a flight of angels trickled on the breeze. "Coffee!" He breathed the word like a prayer.

And if you lose the willingness, what do you have?

And... a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together.

and a table in a kitchen at which the nightingales feasted on fairy tales, the angels stuffed themselves with fog

And now, I needed the stars. Not the explosive ones that hurled out tongues of gas and, along with gravity, hammered out the planets. I needed the comforting ones that twinkled like a childhood song, that spun about my head, my head alone as I watched them. I was the ‘one who knows’ after all. I was…consciousness.

And Nephilim—we tend to love very overwhelmingly. To fall in love only once, to die of grief over love—my old tutor used to say that the hearts of the Nephilim were like hearts of angels: They felt every human pain, and never healed.

And so it was that Michael built a brown castle on the peak of his mountain, Gabriel built a golden pyramid in the midst of his plain, saying it was both a holy temple in my praise and an edifice that would guide him on his pattern for his future work, though I knew that only he would ever understand it, to my amusement, and Raphael built a silver palace to sparkle above the trees of his forests, as his home and celestial workshop, and I was well pleased with their work, as ever it was better than what I had hoped for. "That was the First Age, the Archangel Age, long over. I can speak in much detail about each stage in my creation, and my scribes have written all my words on each stage in the books I gave to the angel courts, for study and meditation and for prayer, but such details are for my sons and daughters most interested in them, when they are of an age, with the understanding, to comprehend such things.

And Swedenborg himself saw birds during his sojourns in the Spirit World and it was revealed to him that — in the Grand Man — rational concepts are seen as birds. Because the head corresponds to the heavens and the air. He actually experienced in his body the fall of certain angels who had formed wrong opinions in their community about thoughts and influx — he felt a terrible tremor in his sinews and bones — and saw one dark and ugly bird and two fine and beautiful. And these solid birds were the thoughts of the angels, as he saw them in the world of his senses, beautiful reasonings and ugly falses. For at every level everything corresponds, from the most purely material to the most purely divine in the Divine Human.

and the creation, in the world and above the world, that once was at variance with itself, is knit together in friendship: and we ... are made to join in the angels' song, offering the worship of their praise.

And the more he gazed at her, the more he felt a twinge of something he couldn’t quite describe, an unknown surge that bubbled inside him from the first moment he’d caught sight of her, and it wouldn’t release him.

An ear-splitting screech pierced the silence, followed by another, striking his ears like metal against a hollow bell. The woosh woosh of wind being displaced brought Andrew’s attention skyward, and a glacial gust of paralyzing terror raced up his spine. The creature opened its mouth, and a blazing shaft of fire bellowed from above. Andrew barely had enough time to back beneath an awning for protection. Egnatious and Sebastian dove to the side while Firen sidestepped her impending doom, raising the katana in challenge. The screeching returned, except now the howls were coming from every direction. Firen’s chest heaved. “Did you see that?” she asked, her stormy eyes glinting with rapture and daring as she held her katana out, preparing for the next attack. “Did I see the dragon?” Sebastian asked, hysteria dangerously rising to the surface. He stood and brushed himself off. “Yes, I bloody well did see that enormous, scaly, fire-breathing dragon.

Angels often do now know whether they walk among the dead or living.

Angels should never be exposed to the dire darkness of despair in the tunnel of cosmic nothingness, and although I never believed such maddening thoughts; I couldn't help but feel spiritual in her presence.

Angels are all around us every day. Notice them and realize the benevolence of life.

Angels are just beyond us. They’re creatures that biology doesn’t apply to. They don’t love humanity at all. They just love God.

Angels are the powers hidden in the faculties and organs of man

[Angels] crisscross the Old and New Testaments, being mentioned directly or indirectly nearly 300 times.

Angels have no interest in being worshipped themselves. They are totally absorbed with God, and all they would have us do is join them in adoring Him.

Angels keep weeping in her soul; For the way they couldn’t save her from herself nor the devilish things she does unwillingly love…

Angels are good not simply because they see bad as bad, but also because they see bad as corny.

Angels are not beings with wings; they are feelings that give us wings.

Angels don't have wings but beautiful smiles and big eyes too.

Angels had fallen, men have sinned. It does not mean that God has failed.

Angels of highest light and love, Angels that radiate beams of pure energy from the heavens above. Please join us and be with us on this very night, As the soul of our beloved joins you in flight. We pray that you send this soul embraced in your lovely wings, During his journey may he hear harps, and trumpets and strings.

Angels surround us all the time.

Angels walk among us, Sometimes the only thing we may not see are the wings upon their backs.

Animals cannot have any high thoughts; nor can the Angels or Devas attain to direct freedom without human birth.

Antonio," Ash groaned, "you know I hate it when you eat at my desk." "I know," Antonio replied, "but I don't mind and so long as one of us is reasonable, I figured why not?

Any time a stipulation on love is present, unconditional love is not.

Angels and demons are shaped by humans. Even god is shaped by humanity. Who you are has been codified by the humans around you… family, friends, and even enemies.

ANGELS ARE AWAITING YOUR CONNECTION Ask for help. You are not alone!

Angels are not supernatural beings who come from heaven knows where. Angels are human beings who consciously – or not – choose to be at the right place and at the right time to play their role in the universe. You are destined to be an angel.

Angels are tall, genderless beings who are all named Erika.

Angels don’t live in hell “ He whispered “And devils are not welcome in heaven though, but I found a way to let you in “ She said out loud “It’s all about effort “the sky ended their argument. And she won again …..

[Angels] guide, comfort, and provide for the people of God in the midst of suffering and persecution.