One Who Is Sent
May 6th, 2009 at 2:20 AM
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Angel, a spiritual being created by God. The word angel comes from a Greek word meaning messenger or one who is sent. According to tradition, angels live in heaven and act as God's servants and as messengers between God and human beings. They also serve as guardians of individuals. Angels are pictured as having a human body and wings. Poets and artists have pictured angels as symbols of innocence or virtue. Many religions have teachings about angels or similar beings. In some primitive religions, legends tell of bright, powerful spirits that appear in dreams and visions to protect people. In Hinduism and Buddhism, many major gods are accompanied by a band or court of spiritual beings. Judaism, Christianity, and Islam developed the most elaborate doctrines about angels. Christian doctrine regarding angels reached full development during the 1100's and 1200's A.D., especially in the teachings of Saint Thomas Aquinas. He taught that countless numbers of angels existed and that they were immortal. According to Aquinas, angels know everything except what depended on human 'free well' and that is known only to God. Hindu dharma accepts the existence of several Gods or deities; it accepts only one God, the Supreme. Brahma, Vishnu and Siva. Are not three independent and separate deities, but three different aspects of the same Supreme God, while engaged in the processes of creation, sustenance and destruction of the universe, in that order. It is similar to the role played by the same person as the mother at home, as the boss in the office and as a customer in a shop. Other deities also should be considered in the same light, as different aspects of the Supreme God, manifesting themselves for specific purposes. The powers of these deities which are inseparable from them, just as the power of fire to burn cannot be separated from fire itself. This power is conceived in the form of their consorts, Sarasvati, Parvati (or Sakti) and Lakshmi. This is not to say that these deities are imaginary creations. All of them, without exception, are different modes and aspects of Paramatman, the Supreme Self or God. Ganesh: This God of knowledge and the remover of obstacles is also the older son of Lord Shiva. Lord Ganesha is also called Vinayak (knowledgeable) or Vighneshwer (god to remove obstacles). He is worshipped, or at least remembered, in the beginning of any auspicious performance for blessings and auspiciousness. Ganesh has four hands, elephant's head and a big belly. His vehicle is a tiny mouse. In his hands he carries a rope (to carry devotees to the truth), an axe (to cut devotees' attachments), and a sweet dessert ball-laddoo (to reward devotees for spiritual activity). His fourth hand's palm is always extended to bless people. A unique combination of his elephant like head and a quick moving tiny mouse vehicle represents tremendous wisdom, intelligence, and presence of mind. For the last few years an unexplainable phenomena has been taking place that involves the god Ganesh. The statues of this Hindu god have been drinking milk. It started in New Delhi, India and has moved around the world to Hindu Temples all over the world. Is Ganesh giving us knowledge and removing obstacles from our path? Hanuman is a monkey god. He is a noble hero and great devotee of Lord Rama of the Ramayana. This deity is a provider of courage, hope, knowledge, intellect and devotion. He is pictured as a robust monkey holding a mace (gada), which is a sign of bravery, and having a picture of Lord Rama tattooed on his chest, which is a sign of his devotion to Lord Rama. He is also called Mahaveera (the great hero) or Pavan-suta (son of air) or Bajarangbali. END On January 12th, 1970 a Miami, Florida Fire departments crew was called to a fire in Hialeah. Kenneth Carter, and his fellow fire fighters, had been sent to fight a fire at a local club called Pandora’s Box. Ken and another fire fighter carried a hose inside to fight the fire. Ken’s partner was being over come by the heat and smoke so he left, Ken stayed. A short time after, Ken’s warning buzzer went off telling Ken it was time for him to leave also. He was a few short minutes from running out of air himself. Ken started the standard procedures to extricate himself from the building. He picked up the hose and was following it backwards to get to the door. The hose was twisted and all knotted up making it hard to follow. Ken said the hose was like spaghetti. It was taking him to long to get out. Ken became disoriented. He was running out of air. Very soon he took a breath of air and the mask collapsed on his face! He was out of air! He fell to his knees, removing his mask, hoping to find move breathable air lower down, below the raising smoke. He was choking and was about to pass out. Ken said a small prayer asking for divine intervention. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw a blue light, he turned his head toward that light. The light grow larger and he saw a woman bathed in that blue light. The woman did not speak to him. He believed that he was already dead. He spoke to her at that point, “If you are here to take me I am ready, but if you are here to help me show me the way out now.” The woman raised her arm and pointed. Ken went the way she had pointed. He bumped up against a wall; he shoved and fell out a door into the fresh clean air. He was saved. He was in the club’s parking lot. After the fire was out he entered the building again. He returned to the room. He had no idea what he would find. A blue pole was in the very spot the blue woman had been standing. It was bathed in blue light. Ken took off his glove and touched that pole. Blue light encircled his hand. The rest of the room was still hot from the fire but the pole was strangely cold to the touch. He is not able to explain what happened to him. He believes it was divine intervention. Shortly after this he was transferred to the Hialeah Fire and Rescue. He has saved many lives. Some believe we are here to perform duties here on earth. They think if these duties are not accomplished we are helped to stay here until these duties are finished. END On October 7th, 1986 in Mesa, Arizona a heavy set bearded man wearing a baseball cap abducted Sarah Skidmore. Rhonda Skidmore had gone into Roberts, her five year olds, school and left her and two other children in her car. After two days the search for Sarah moved to the dessert. Extreme heat and cold is the trademark for Arizona at this time of year. On Thursday a bad storm moved through the area. It was cold and windy. Every one believed that if Sarah was out there alone she was not going to make it. Zane Bingham was hunting for quail in the dessert on October 10th, not looking for Sarah. He looked across the wash and saw her standing there. She had been abandoned in the dessert on the day of the abduction. He spoke to her and realized she had been in the dessert awhile. She was walking without shoes and her feet were “tore up” cut and bleeding. Sarah was calm but not walking very well so he asked if he could carry her, she said yes. Sarah was rushed to the hospital. When her parents saw her she told them “I saw Heather playing.” Mark Skidmore reported this to the press and was asked what Sarah had meant, he did not know at the time. Later Sarah told a story about being afraid. She was hungry and thirsty. Then she saw her sister Heather playing. It was not possible for her to see Heather. Heather was only two years old and at home. Sarah felt like Heather was telling her it would be all right. She followed the little girl. She described the girl as having blonde hair and blues eyes and did not walk but appeared to float above the ground. The next year her younger sister Jessica was born. When Jessica turned three Sarah said it was Jessica she saw in the dessert and not Heather. Some think there are “pre-born spirits.” END On October 21st, 1984, in Barstow, California, little two-year-old Ricci Enriquez was playing in her home. Her mother and two sisters only took their eyes off her for a second. A few moments were all it would take for the unthinkable to take place. She was gone! Her mother ran though the house looking for her, calling her name. She was nowhere to be found. Linda Enriquez, “I ran through the hall and I knew something was wrong when I found her floating face down in the pool.” Sara Enriquez, “ My mom pulled her out, and she screamed for help, and there was nothing my sister and I could do.” The family called 911 and the paramedics arrived. Peter Beltz, paramedic, “She was lifeless. There was no life in the child whatsoever. It was such a difficult call because the parents, of the child, were very good friends of mine.” After working on her lifeless little body, they had very little response. They transported little Ricci to the ER. They did not expect her to live. No one did. Dr. Lawrence Jelliner, Ricci’s Emergency Care Physician, “When she first presented to the emergency department, I was almost sure she would not survive.” Little Ricci was paralyzed and in a coma. During this time, she relates later, she was standing in a tunnel. “It was a really florescent tunnel. It had really bright colored bricks around it and it had really an almost blinding light at the end. I looked behind me and saw a guardian angel. She had flowing golden color hair and she was wearing a white dress. She grabbed my hand and we started to walk down the tunnel. When we got toward the end she asked me if I wanted to go thought the light with her or if I wanted to go back and I told her I had to go back and tell my mom where I was going. And I remember her walking me back and telling me not to be afraid.” Linda, “It was approximately a month after she came home from the hospital, and I had taken her shopping with me. We went into a bookstore and maybe five minutes into the shopping she grabbed my hand and squeezed and started screaming and yelling in the store, ‘Momma momma that’s my angel!’ And I didn’t know what she was talking about. I looked around and there was a poster, it was on the wall, and it was a guardian angel.” END June 28th, 1980, Acton, Indiana, Bob Davidson, Former Volunteer Fireman, was riding his motorcycle on I-74. A storm was coming up and raindrops were striking Bob’s face. It was stinging like needles hitting him all over. He pulled over to put on some rain gear. The moment he stopped and put his foot on the pavement, lightning came out of the sky and struck him, over one million volts of electricity hit his body. A man in a passing truck saw what had happened and called Fire and Rescue. It was several minutes before the Paramedics arrived. Three paramedics showed up to help. Kim Cobb, Acton Volunteer Fire Department, “When we got there the man was gray. No sign of life whatsoever.” The Paramedics called for a medical life flight helicopter, but it could not take off in the torrential down pouring rain. They were all alone with the imposable job of bring him back to life. Attempts at CPR where failing. Kim Cobb, “When I got there and saw this man, where the lightning struck, it was actually smoldering. You could actually see it. It looked like steam coming out of the wound.” The stem to his late fathers watch, he was wearing, was welded to the case. His shoes where blown off his feet. He had no pulse. Randy Neibert, Acton Volunteer Fire Department, “In the back of all fire fighters minds, we’re all saying a small prayer. I was at the time.” Richard Neibert, Acton Volunteer Fire Department, “The Ambulance was almost new but just then it suffered complete power failure.” Kim Cobb, “Out of the clear blue sky a lady in black came in. She had a bible in her hands and I was in awe at this woman.” The paramedics at the scene recall that the woman seemed to be from another era. She insisted on touching Bob and the ground at the same time. Randy Neibert, “That’s when I said, ‘Let her do what she has to do,’ without even thinking about it the words just came out of my mouth.” The woman in black began pounding Bob’s chest with her bible. She was speaking in a language the Paramedics did not understand. The emergency team watched in silence as the rain poured down on them all. Randy Neibert, “Even with the rain falling, everybody was soaked, she was not. She was not remotely wet.” Then the gray limp body, of the man with no pulse, began to show signs of life. Randy Neibert, “She looked me right in the eyes and smiled. Not a word said. She stood up walked around my sister and walked away.” As suddenly and inexplicably as she had come the woman in black was gone. But the legacy of her visit remained. Randy Neibert, “It was almost like the sky was parting back. Everything was clearing up.” Kim Cobb, “It’s weird, his blood pressure started coming back up, they got a pulse on him, color started coming back into him and no one knows where this lady came from or where she went. It is truly a miracle. There’s no other words to describe it. It’s an out right miracle.” But it would take more then one miracle to save Bob Davidson. Bob Davidson was still in deep shock. Dorie Hanes, Bob’s daughter, “They didn’t think he would make it thought the first night. Then ever day after that, that he made it, it was wow this guys still hanging on.” Bob was in a coma for seven weeks and it was during that time Bob believes he met his dead father. Bob Davidson, “I can still see him sitting under this tree. And it’s the most beautiful place you ever seen. I’ve never seen anything like it on this earth.” Dorie Hanes, “And that makes you stop and think. Well, was he there with him? When dad was in a coma and was not really here himself.” Bob Davidson, “Evidently it must be heaven or something to that effect. I know if that’s the place you go when you die I want to go there.” But who was the mysterious woman in black? Sylvia Hendricks, Acton, Indiana, Historian, just may have the answer to this question. “Acton was a spiritual center, started in 1859, it was a religious retreat started by missionaries. It was a place of relaxation, reflection and worship. It was a generation that believed in, may be more then we do now, the spiritual power.” Forty-six years after its start it ended abruptly. It was a day in November 1905, a spark from the railroad tracks, a windy day and no equipment to fight the fires furry. Sylvia Hendricks, “The fire went so quickly that they did not have a real opportunity to stop it even though they tried.” Is there a connection between Actons spiritual past and the woman in black? It’s a question no one can answer. However look at the displays in the Acton Museum and you will see a bible and a turn of the century dress identical to the one Paramedics say an angel ware on June 28th, 1980. END Cokeville, Wyoming, 1987, a madman took the children and teaches of the local elementary school hostage, all 153 of them, and then detonated a bomb. What happened? What were his reasons? He offered up a small piece of paper, one that appears to be the work of a deranged and tormented soul. At 11:00 AM in the morning David Young and his wife Doris, walked into the Secretary’s Office of the Cokeville Elementary School. Christine Cook was the secretary at the time. Christine Cook, “I said to them, ‘Is there something I can do to help you sir?’ He said ‘Yes Mam, there certainly is. This is a revolution. Your school has been taken hostage, consider yourself a hostage.’ If you’d have looked in David Young’s eyes you knew it was no joke. I never ever looked into any ones eyes that were so cold and so emotionless. It was just this big void, there was nothing there.” David Young was a walking arsenal. In addition to automatic rifles his body was wired to a bomb that could be detonated with the wave of his hand. Christine Cook, “He said the bomb was capable of blowing up the entire building. He said it would level this whole building and everyone in it.” “The hardest part of the whole thing was that I had started out in this thing alone and I couldn’t warn anyone.” Christine was forced to lead David and Doris Young to the schools first grade classroom. David Young made this his command center and forced all 153 teachers and students of the Cokeville Elementary School into the small room. He then demanded a 2 million dollar ransom for each hostage. Cynthia Hartley (age 9 at the time of the bombing), “He said this is a revolution and I’m holding you hostage and one of the girls in my class went hysterical." Young gave each of the teachers a copy of his manifesto. (The one below is not a true copy.) O is OO}, This is True if drugs aren’t the answer they do assist in the direction of said ANSWER They are also another excuse to feel. I’m closer to giving it all away. It wipes existence OUT. Little excuse to fail There is no reason! There is nothing! The world & life are as big As you make them (2) FREEDOM ANYTHING YOU FIND DON’T BE AFRAID OF IT It’s relative alright I AM GOD. ANYTHING. ) Relativeness is ignorance We are children for no excuse Relativeness a part of Christine Cook, “He said, ‘God equals infinity, infinity equals zero, therefore God does not exist.’” David Young was insane, incoherent and unreasonable. He was a human bomb with a hair trigger. Christine Cook, “The ultimate plan was after he got the money, blow the building, the children, the adults, his wife and himself up everything he was going to blow up. And take us to this place he called the ‘Brave New World.’” While the local police and the FBI waited outside, along with most of the other 340 towns people, the panic inside the classroom mounted. Christine Cook, “We had children sick to their stomachs, crying, and asking their teachers when can we go home, I want to go home.” Young became more agitated; he taped off an area in the middle of the room where he and Doris sat. He told every one else if they stepped inside the square he would blow the bomb up. Strangely with the Young’s inside the square the children felt safer. Amy Bagaso (age 11 at the time of the bombing), “It was like this total peace and a comforting feeling just touched every body.” Ryan Taylor (age 7 at the time of the bombing), “It was a feeling to be relaxed not to worry. You’ll make it though it.” Cynthia Hartley, “I just can explain it as peace. Always knew that nothing could happen to us.” The peace of the hostages was fleeting. Without warning the bomb went off. Christine Cook, “The room was almost instantaneous black. And we had teachers over there that were grabbing kids and trying to get them out through the classroom windows.” Cynthia Hartley, “This lady grabbed my hand and she pushed me out the window. And I don’t know if I was going to make it out ‘cause I was to afraid to move.” Amy Bagaso, “That was the most frightening experience not knowing how many are left, if any of my classmates.” “And I heard Mr. More and a whole bunch of people yelling ‘We’re all here. We’re all accounted for.’ And that’s when every body in the town started yelling, you know, that every body was there and it was a great moment even though we were sad, kids were burned, kids were hurt. We were very happy we were all alive.” Miraculously the only two people who died that day were David and Doris Young. Every one outside the so-called magic square survived. Glenna Walker, parent, “and I could see my youngest daughter Katie sitting on the ground I ran to her and embraced her and she stood and told me ‘Mommy the angels saved us’ In the chaos and everything that was happening I think that may be I did not take them literally.” Katie wasn’t the only child that talked about angels in the classroom. As the town struggled to recover from their shared trauma, other children began quietly admitting that angels had helped them too. Katie Walker (age 7 at the time of the bombing), “I just kinda looked up and I saw this woman. And she told me to listen to my brother and everything would be ok. And I looked up again and she wasn’t there any more. And then my brother came over and told me to stay by the window. And everything would be ok. And he walked back across the room and that’s when the bomb went off.” A few weeks later Katie saw the face of her angel again, she stared out at her from the locket her mother ware. It was her maternal grandmother who had died when her mother was just 15 and ½ years old. Six years before Katie was born. She described her as if she knew her all her life. Katie Walker, “When I saw the photo and they told me she was died I came to the realization she was my guardian angel and was sent to help me.” In the days that followed trauma councilors heard from many children who had seen they own guardian angel but not every parent believed what children were telling them. Ron Hartley, parent and Investigating Detective, “I did not want my own son flesh and blood going around saying he saw an angel.” Ron Hartley had four children inside Cokeville Elementary when the bomb went off, but he was also the police detective in charge of the investigation. When his own son Nathaniel insisted he had seen an angel, Hartley tried to be a cop first and a dad second. Ron Hartley, “I just interviewed and interrogated my son. He said that he was sitting there and all of a sudden these angels came down through the ceiling and one of them came up to him and basically said Nathaniel I am your great grandmother and what David and Doris are doing is wrong. And that the bombs going to go off.” And I said, what was her name Nathaniel, and he said I think it was grandma Miester. And I though I had something there I could use to straighten him out cause his grandma Meister was still alive. So I resorted back to another cop technique, which is, bring out the mug shots. We were thumping though it, and all of a sudden there was a picture of both his grandmothers sitting there. And he just immediately put his little hand on the page so I couldn’t turn it he says, “That’s her.” He says, “That’s my guardian angel.” He pointed to my grandma Elliot who was sitting next to grandma Miester. I say “Nathaniel why didn’t you tell us this before?” And he said, “Dad you wouldn’t believe me.” Whether or not there were angels in the room, is something that will never be proven. Investigators at the scene say the bomb was functional and should have been deadly. Richard Haskell, Bomb technician, Sweetwater, County, “There should have been 160 people died. The bomb should have been much more destructive. From where this window is down here to the north every thing on this side should have been gone. This wall should have been laying down on the grass, the brick and every thing it shouldn’t have been here. It should have been gone.” In a police videotape of the bombed out classroom an image is clearly visible on the southeast wall. Another photo of the area captures what looks like the outline of an angelic figure. Is this where an angel stood? The children say it is. Amy Bagaso, “That was a sign showing us you know that yes this was a miracle. Be grateful.” Katie Walker, “I think there probable were angels in that room when the bomb went off. And so like the image was impacted on the wall.” Ryan Taylor, “There was an angel for every body watching over them for that day.” Cynthia Hartley, “There’s absolutely no way we could have made it through that without some kind of help.” Angels of Cokeville, a profound experience. Seeing is a profound experience. Wikipedia Beliefnet |
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Show Oldest Firstdo you really believe this shit or are you just trying to be different?
Ryan29
I am a backwards sliding Christian.
I have been in trouble more times then I have been married.
Christian yes, good Christian no.
Believer? Not just yes; but, hell yes.
"One" bad thing is I cannot find the "One" I wrote in 2001, I guess I will have to start from scratch.
oh I can;t wait. I need to know something, do you really believe this shit or are you just trying to be different? in any event, it stirs debate so its all good, even if i think your one of the most backward fucks ive ever heard of.
Believe what you want, I'm happy for you.
Ryan29
Thank you Ryan.
I am writting another "One". That "One" was just the introduction. The last "One" is mostly 'quotes' from others with a little of me in it. The next one is going to be all me. You are going to go crazy about it. You will love it. It has death, life, mystery, and the unknown. I wrote it in 2001, that is why the pictures of the murdered children are on here.
I don't know where to start. I'm going to leave this one alone. At least for a while, perhaps when I'm not on vacation. Believe what you want, I'm happy for you.



5/5 stars.