Archive for November, 2007
Nov
27
Posted by AngelBaby on
November 27, 2007
I have something new on my site . You can post now or just leave a comment on another post. All you have to do is register. Then you can tell everyone about your experiences with Angels, leave an inspirational story or just leave a comment.
Love and Blessings,
Angelbaby
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Nov
25
Posted by sweetie on
November 25, 2007
Sometimes angels come to us as little “irritations” that we fail to recognize as blessings. They “push our buttons” and cause us to take a look at ourselves. If we choose to recognize the gift we become gentler more caring beings. We learn to go with the flow and life becomes easier for us and for those we love.
These angels can be the guy who just cut us off in traffic, the beggar on the street, or the sales person who is irritable because she had an argument with her husband before coming to work that day. How we respond can make all the difference in our lives and in the lives of those we touch. Do we respond by yelling or by smiling and saying “Namaste”, (the Christ in me beholds the Christ in you, or the angel in me beholds the angel in you).
We are all angels in disguise. A true friend is one who lifts us up when we have forgotten how to fly.
Namaste’
Angel Sweetie
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Nov
25
Posted by AngelBaby on
November 25, 2007
Here I am waiting for the cable man. He is suppose to be here between 1pm and 4pm, it is now 5pm, where is he? I am trying to simplify my life by having the T.V., the phone and my Internet provider on the same bill. I already had the Internet service so I was going to get the phone and the T.V. done too. They agreed to do the T.V. today and the phone in two weeks because my phone provider could not disconnect my phone until then. I finally decided to call the cable company to find out what happened………. Read the whole story ….
Love and Blessings,
Angelbaby
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Nov
21
Posted by LOVESTACIA on
November 21, 2007
Is my Angel.
LOVESTACIA
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Nov
21
Posted by AngelBaby on
November 21, 2007
I just want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Thank you for visiting my blog.
Love and Blessings,
Angelbaby
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Nov
19
Posted by AngelBaby on
November 19, 2007
It was New Year’s Eve 1990 going into 1991 and I was on my way to a peace concert at St. John the Divine in New York City. It was freezing that night; the temperature was sub-zero and there was a biting wind. I was tempted not to go out but Kathleen Battle and Odetta were singing and it was one of those concerts you just didn’t want to miss so I was braving the elements to be there. Read the whole story
By Sandi Duncan
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Nov
18
Posted by AngelBaby on
November 18, 2007
One night my friend and I were driving home from a church we had visited to take a class. We were driving down Santa Monica Boulevard coming up to a green light when all of a sudden the light was red and we were going though the intersection. Neither one of us could believe it. We were scared to death. There were cars going through the intersection. We went right through them as if they were not there. When we got to the other side of the intersection both of us wondered how that could happen. Then we realized we were on a different street. We keep looking for a street sign and when we found one we were on Venice Boulevard. They are parallel to each other. We were literally moved from one street to another in the blink of an eye. There must have been a reason for this. Something bad must have happened on Santa Monica Boulevard that night and our Guardian Angels moved us so we would not be involved in what ever happened. It is nice to know that we have Guardian Angels to protect us in our time of need. Have you had an experience where your Guardian Angel kept you safe or protected you from something bad happening to you? Please share your Angel experiences with everyone I am sure that others would love to hear them.
Love and Blessings,
Angelbaby
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