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Oct 8, 2013 10:14:06   #
jetson
 
I remember one night, I was coming home from work in the early sixties, when my headlights came upon two large white mules running, on my side of the road. They were both white. I was so close to them, all I could see was mostly their rear ends. I didn't not have time to turn away from them. I can still see those mules in my mind today. All of a sudden I was past the mules. I do not know how I got past them. I do not remember passing by them or seeing any other parts of them. Another time I had a tire leaking down. I drove up to this garage, to have it checked out. As I was walking, to the open door, to the shop two big dogs came running out, with teeth showing. They were snarling and growling, but as I turned my left shoulder to them they slid within two feet of me. I had turned, to prevent them from jumping in my face and throat. When I looked back down at them, they had stuck their tails between their legs and were running back to the shop, as if they were afraid. There was no one at the shop. I don't know where the owner was. So, I went down the block for my tire repair. Has anything happen to you similar to this. I give this credit to guardian angels. What else.

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Oct 8, 2013 10:19:26   #
antipropaganda
 
jetson wrote:
I remember one night, I was coming home from work in the early sixties, when my headlights came upon two large white mules running, on my side of the road. They were both white. I was so close to them, all I could see was mostly their rear ends. I didn't not have time to turn away from them. I can still see those mules in my mind today. All of a sudden I was past the mules. I do not know how I got past them. I do not remember passing by them or seeing any other parts of them. Another time I had a tire leaking down. I drove up to this garage, to have it checked out. As I was walking, to the open door, to the shop two big dogs came running out, with teeth showing. They were snarling and growling, but as I turned my left shoulder to them they slid within two feet of me. I had turned, to prevent them from jumping in my face and throat. When I looked back down at them, they had stuck their tails between their legs and were running back to the shop, as if they were afraid. There was no one at the shop. I don't know where the owner was. So, I went down the block for my tire repair. Has anything happen to you similar to this. I give this credit to guardian angels. What else.
I remember one night, I was coming home from work ... (show quote)


Take it like this. There is work that you need to do before you pass. Guardian angel may not be what you think it is, but at this time it's ok to think that way.

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Oct 8, 2013 12:50:12   #
Blue Flu Loc: HHI
 
Make of this what you will. I had been on the PD for about eighteen months when during the course of a weekly phone conversation with my Mom (living 1100 miles away in Connecticut) she told me an interesting story. She and a friend had made an appointment to see a noted psychic. At the conclusion of the session the psychic said, "Please tell your son that he'll be in great danger. I can tell you only that it involves a white van."
Now it's 10 months later (mid 1976) and the CB radio craze is sweeping the Nation. It's a bonanza for the sticky fingered crowd because they have plenty of ready buyers.
Needless to say, the Chief demanded arrest numbers that he could point to in order to reassure the citizenry and the mayor that action was being taken.
One day my supervisor calls my partner and me to the precinct office. "You'll be working together in plain clothes trying do something about all these damn car break-ins. I've arranged for an unmarked vehicle for y'all to use. Let's see some results."
My partner and I were ecstatic. Our first taste of working plain clothes had to be right up there with a first kiss.
Right off the bat we were successful. Our plan was to setup
in parking lots outside of concert/sports events at night.
The bad guys were being caught red handed, the vehicles that they arrived in were being impounded and our supervisor was daydreaming about his future promotion.
Elvis is in town for a Saturday night concert. I admit it ...we couldn't resist the temptation of seeing the King.
We flash our badges at an arena ticket taker and go straight for the nearest portal. What a scene! An ocean of mostly women...some holding up stuffed bears...some crying...and Elvis after wiping his brow with what looked like a large silk scarf, tossing it into the crowd.
Time to go back to work. We drive about a quarter mile away
setting up in an alley that affords a view of one of the smaller lots. Less that 2 minutes later a white Cadillac (you're jumping the gun) occupied by 3 men enters the alley. They waste no time selecting cars to enter. Time now for the most dangerous phase... physically arresting them. Two flee, one produces a pistol and starts blasting away at yours truly. It's a moving firefight involving just he and I...my partner is at the far end of the alley unable to be of any help. I have a .38 cal six shot revolver. The bad news is I fired them all and I know it. He's hit twice (I had no idea that I had hit him). We're running when he turns and fires a third shot at me. I knew I was going to be k**led. The thought that raced through my mind was "I bought the farm." The farm? You know, that six by six plot with the nice plastic flowers. He couldn't miss. A chest shot less than 5 feet away. CLICK...his %(&%($##^ gun misfired. I crashed into him...disarmed him and most importantly lived.
All this happened in the shadow of our unmarked vehicle...a Ford Econoline van. A white ford van.

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Oct 8, 2013 13:47:12   #
jetson
 
Blue Flu wrote:
Make of this what you will. I had been on the PD for about eighteen months when during the course of a weekly phone conversation with my Mom (living 1100 miles away in Connecticut) she told me an interesting story. She and a friend had made an appointment to see a noted psychic. At the conclusion of the session the psychic said, "Please tell your son that he'll be in great danger. I can tell you only that it involves a white van."
Now it's 10 months later (mid 1976) and the CB radio craze is sweeping the Nation. It's a bonanza for the sticky fingered crowd because they have plenty of ready buyers.
Needless to say, the Chief demanded arrest numbers that he could point to in order to reassure the citizenry and the mayor that action was being taken.
One day my supervisor calls my partner and me to the precinct office. "You'll be working together in plain clothes trying do something about all these damn car break-ins. I've arranged for an unmarked vehicle for y'all to use. Let's see some results."
My partner and I were ecstatic. Our first taste of working plain clothes had to be right up there with a first kiss.
Right off the bat we were successful. Our plan was to setup
in parking lots outside of concert/sports events at night.
The bad guys were being caught red handed, the vehicles that they arrived in were being impounded and our supervisor was daydreaming about his future promotion.
Elvis is in town for a Saturday night concert. I admit it ...we couldn't resist the temptation of seeing the King.
We flash our badges at an arena ticket taker and go straight for the nearest portal. What a scene! An ocean of mostly women...some holding up stuffed bears...some crying...and Elvis after wiping his brow with what looked like a large silk scarf, tossing it into the crowd.
Time to go back to work. We drive about a quarter mile away
setting up in an alley that affords a view of one of the smaller lots. Less that 2 minutes later a white Cadillac (you're jumping the gun) occupied by 3 men enters the alley. They waste no time selecting cars to enter. Time now for the most dangerous phase... physically arresting them. Two flee, one produces a pistol and starts blasting away at yours truly. It's a moving firefight involving just he and I...my partner is at the far end of the alley unable to be of any help. I have a .38 cal six shot revolver. The bad news is I fired them all and I know it. He's hit twice (I had no idea that I had hit him). We're running when he turns and fires a third shot at me. I knew I was going to be k**led. SoundThe thought that raced through my mind was "I bought the farm." The farm? You know, that six by six plot with the nice plastic flowers. He couldn't miss. A chest shot less than 5 feet away. CLICK...his %(&%($##^ gun misfired. I crashed into him...disarmed him and most importantly lived.
All this happened in the shadow of our unmarked vehicle...a Ford Econoline van. A white ford van.
Make of this what you will. I had been on the PD f... (show quote)

Sounds like angels protecting you also.

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Oct 8, 2013 14:03:35   #
jetson
 
After I read the last post I remembered a story my dad told me that happened to him around 1915 He was about twelve years old. He said his dad had sent him to the store for kerosene for the lamps. No electric in house, then. He said he was coming back from country store with a judge of kerosene in hand. A black boy was walking on the other side of road, going the opposite direction. He said a car came by , with man and woman, with a small baby in back seat. The black boy through a clot of dirt into the mans car and hit the baby in the back seat. The black boy took off and ran into the woods. The man stopped the car. Jumped out, with a pistol and snap it six times at my dad. It did not fire. He said, he then aimed it towards the sky and it fired every time. He said the man got back in his car and left. He said the man must thought they were walking together. Was that angels again?

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Oct 9, 2013 11:21:48   #
Jean
 
The year was 1966 and I was on the operating table being prepared for a pre-planned C'section. The anesthetist commented that I was a very calm patient. My blood pressure had not elevated and I did indeed, feel happy and relaxed to be meeting our new daughter nestled inside me.
I was to be awake for the surgery and it quickly began. I only felt a small pressure like a pencil drawing a line across my abdomen and no pain.
The operating room buzzed with soft conversation and I lay facing the bright overhead light. Suddenly, the medical personnel were gathered around my upper half and that was the substance of my awareness. As I looked at the overhead light a perfectly life-like vision of my mother appeared. She had died in 1950. She was wearing the soft pink dress we had buried her in and she smiled at
me and motioned with her hand; come with me.
Our baby was born in critical condition and I learned why the next day. My doctor said, We almost lost you yesterday. You stopped breathing. I had gone into sudden cardiac arrest.
Our beautiful little girl put up a fight to live. She was placed in a new piece of equipment, used for the first time for babies like her. It took a week for her to graduate from critical to "improving."Today, she is a beautiful and successful young woman with a daughter of her own.
I may have disappointed my mother as she bid me come and go with her. It wasn't my time. I have no doubt that she is waiting still. I'm now 84 and I can say, I'm ready Mom, I'm coming.

I'm coming!

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Oct 9, 2013 11:41:16   #
jetson
 
Jean wrote:
The year was 1966 and I was on the operating table being prepared for a pre-planned C'section. The anesthetist commented that I was a very calm patient. My blood pressure had not elevated and I did indeed, feel happy and relaxed to be meeting our new daughter nestled inside me.
I was to be awake for the surgery and it quickly began. I only felt a small pressure like a pencil drawing a line across my abdomen and no pain.
The operating room buzzed with soft conversation and I lay facing the bright overhead light. Suddenly, the medical personnel were gathered around my upper half and that was the substance of my awareness. As I looked at the overhead light a perfectly life-like vision of my mother appeared. She had died in 1950. She was wearing the soft pink dress we had buried her in and she smiled at
me and motioned with her hand; come with me.
Our baby was born in critical condition and I learned why the next day. My doctor said, We almost lost you yesterday. You stopped breathing. I had gone into sudden cardiac arrest.
Our beautiful little girl put up a fight to live. She was placed in a new piece of equipment, used for the first time for babies like her. It took a week for her to graduate from critical to "improving."Today, she is a beautiful and successful young woman with a daughter of her own.
I may have disappointed my mother as she bid me come and go with her. It wasn't my time. I have no doubt that she is waiting still. I'm now 84 and I can say, I'm ready Mom, I'm coming.

I'm coming!
The year was 1966 and I was on the operating table... (show quote)

This is a great story. Just think about it. God has given you many years as well as my self. You had time here with your family. But, one day you and I will spend eternity with our saved love ones .....God bless you.

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Oct 9, 2013 13:46:56   #
Jean
 
Thank you. God is good.

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Oct 9, 2013 15:12:44   #
Blue Flu Loc: HHI
 
Thank you for sharing that story. I'm not religious but I am spiritual. There are many NDEs posted on YouTube. So many, that I'm compelled to lean towards the belief that we live beyond the death of our bodies.

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Oct 9, 2013 15:44:23   #
jetson
 
Blue Flu wrote:
Thank you for sharing that story. I'm not religious but I am spiritual. There are many NDEs posted on YouTube. So many, that I'm compelled to lean towards the belief that we live beyond the death of our bodies.


Christianity is not a religion. It is a relationship, with your creator. When you accept Christ, He comes into your heart, through the Holy Spirit. He changes your outlook on life. He teaches you and guides you. The closer you draw to Him the closer He draws to you. It is a two way relationship..... A friend like no other.

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Oct 9, 2013 16:14:23   #
Jean
 
Thank you Blue. I'm glad that you are feeling there is more than the external things we experience. I know there is more. God's plan for us is beautiful but simple. I hopeyou find it.

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Nov 14, 2013 15:45:58   #
rhomin57 Loc: Far Northern CA.
 
You have very strong energy emitting from you. From picking up on matters from the other side of life (spiritual) to your own personal protection. There is not a whole lot of people like this. One thing I can say is that when you walk into someone house to see beautiful, big, healthy house plants, it's because there is good energy flowing within that home from the people. It's not common, but these things are so.
jetson wrote:
I remember one night, I was coming home from work in the early sixties, when my headlights came upon two large white mules running, on my side of the road. They were both white. I was so close to them, all I could see was mostly their rear ends. I didn't not have time to turn away from them. I can still see those mules in my mind today. All of a sudden I was past the mules. I do not know how I got past them. I do not remember passing by them or seeing any other parts of them. Another time I had a tire leaking down. I drove up to this garage, to have it checked out. As I was walking, to the open door, to the shop two big dogs came running out, with teeth showing. They were snarling and growling, but as I turned my left shoulder to them they slid within two feet of me. I had turned, to prevent them from jumping in my face and throat. When I looked back down at them, they had stuck their tails between their legs and were running back to the shop, as if they were afraid. There was no one at the shop. I don't know where the owner was. So, I went down the block for my tire repair. Has anything happen to you similar to this. I give this credit to guardian angels. What else.
I remember one night, I was coming home from work ... (show quote)

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