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I've seen cloud formations tho that looked like a winged angel. My whole fifth grade class saw it on a field trip. My teacher has the picture. That day there was a bus accident and we were all scared. No one was lost or injured too badly. I'd love to share that pic. Wish I had it. I think Angels are seen however we need them. A cloud formation was enough to calm a group of frightened fifth graders.
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Just wondering :) Do angels have wings? If so,what for, since they are immortals/spirits? I doubt it really matters in the grand scheme of things. |
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angels theory should be updated by the means of modern science , the one who invented it is not to blame ... he didn't know that outer space doesn't contain air , so that wings will not work in the absence of fraction with air molecules .....
i suggest angles wings to be replaced by jet turbines ... ( Boeing turbines would be a good deal ) 
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Just wondering :) Do angels have wings? If so,what for, since they are immortals/spirits? I doubt it really matters in the grand scheme of things.  I just can't resist a prefect answer....
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Yap,thy do have wings and thy fly.so says the holy scriptures.
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Hie,i would love to see these pictures as well.i am a christian as well n wud love to see em
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no, angels have no wings. bible said angel's house in stars above. can you imagine that stars are more brigther than sun can burning their wings?
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assalamualaikum,
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Yap,thy do have wings and thy fly.so says the holy scriptures. could you quote the Passages? |
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Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating
room. She said: How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him? The surgeon said, “I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. “Would you like a lock of his hair? the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boys hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, Mom, I wont be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom. She went on, My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could. Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her sons room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things, back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you wont be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room, and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like t the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, ya know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet,when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on Gods knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, ya know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him * Where was He when I needed him? God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent the Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me. |
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Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me.
Is there verification that the story is something other than a "parable" or other form of fiction? |
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Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him? The surgeon said, “I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. “Would you like a lock of his hair? the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boys hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, Mom, I wont be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom. She went on, My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could. Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her sons room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things, back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you wont be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room, and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like t the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, ya know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet,when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on Gods knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, ya know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him * Where was He when I needed him? God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent the Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me. I just loved this story! Thanks for sharing, it was beautiful! 
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Oh am so sorry,friends...I couldn't follow up with this thread...was off for some time now...Thank you all for your coments...They are all appreciated :)
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Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him? The surgeon said, “I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. “Would you like a lock of his hair? the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boys hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, Mom, I wont be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom. She went on, My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could. Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her sons room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things, back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you wont be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room, and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like t the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, ya know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet,when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on Gods knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, ya know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him * Where was He when I needed him? God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent the Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me. ....as a father a parent Wow..what do you know Joe...somebody finally wrote something about God that made me feel something..probably because I'm a father and a parent..seriously Joe thanks man.. 
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Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him? The surgeon said, “I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. “Would you like a lock of his hair? the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boys hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, Mom, I wont be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom. She went on, My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could. Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her sons room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things, back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you wont be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room, and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like t the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, ya know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet,when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on Gods knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, ya know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him * Where was He when I needed him? God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent the Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me. You have just made tears stream down my face. Absolutely beautiful |
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Only if they drink red bull...
I think if the book advises you to treat strangers well because you never know when you are entertaining angels (or something like that), I would say no. It would be kind of hard to miss a set of wings hanging off a beings back. And why would the creator have messengers with a primitive mode of flight. I'm sure the wing was used to illustrate flight to a people who had only birds for a correlation. |
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Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him? The surgeon said, “I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. “Would you like a lock of his hair? the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boys hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, Mom, I wont be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom. She went on, My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could. Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her sons room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things, back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you wont be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room, and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like t the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, ya know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet,when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on Gods knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, ya know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him * Where was He when I needed him? God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent the Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me. ....as a father a parent Wow..what do you know Joe...somebody finally wrote something about God that made me feel something..probably because I'm a father and a parent..seriously Joe thanks man..
I'm a father too and yo're most welcome |
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