Intuitive fred888: The Fear of God?

Thursday, May 8, 2014

The Fear of God?

Almost dying at two for months is going to change a person. It isn't like crashing in a car and even living or not. It was whooping cough so it was turning blue from not getting enough air and passing out over and over until I didn't care if I lived or died and gave up trying to stay alive. This actually save my life. Then Archangel Michael came one night while I was laying in my grandmother's arms in a soft stuffed old fashioned rocking chair (the kind that were popular in the 1940s) (It was about 1950 around Christmas then. My Grandmother "Nana" I called her while growing up was singing "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" which I guess invoked the angels to come and heal me.

I watched as a very bright light that was almost blinding appeared in the room and then it drew near to us. Inside this ball of white light I saw Archangel Michael and his band of protecting angels. They all had swords of flame and armor from their necks to their wrists and on down to their feet which had pointed weapon like metal boots on with flaming swords at their sides. They all were clean shaven with shoulder length hair. They all had different colored eyes and hair mostly. Archangel Michael had piercing blue eyes and an intensity that was breathtaking. He smiled at me to give me hope and to encourage me and it seemed like they considered me one of them like I was family and so they had rescued one of their family or something. I stared for a long time at them and smiled back and wanted to be with them. I wanted anything rather than to stay here on earth in my suffering as a human. But, the heaven that they brought stayed with me and healed me and my whooping cough was soon gone.

However, the trauma of what I had been through made me more fearful and my parents said when they took me to the ocean I would just look out to sea and cry where before whooping cough they said I was very positive and intense like a little Hitler my Dad said. I guess I was more controllable and polite and kind after whooping cough than before. I was still a very strong willed intense person, I was just a much more polite and thoughtful and Chastened person than before.

The world is a scary place but I also knew now that heaven existed when the Archangels brought it to me. So, the world instead of just being a kind of hell became a paradox where I had seen heaven and where I had come from and I knew I was in Earth and how earth was more difficult than heaven but sometimes it was nice.

I was in Seattle in Lake Forest Park where it was always beautiful but the sun came out seldom because it was mostly cloudy or rainy or snowy most of the year. I had a friend who lived there as an adult and she said the year she was there there were only 7 sunny days the whole year before she decided to move away. However, when it is sunny (because of all the rain and snow) it is one of the most beautiful places on earth because it is so green and alive and it was like that then too.

I grew up the first 4 years on my grandfather's 2 1/2 acres of Apple trees, Cherry trees, raspberries, boysenberries and blackberries. I could literally walk out my back door at age 3 and pick all the berries I wanted to eat (as long as I could not get stuck by the prickers (thorns) which were a difficult thing to manage for a 3 year old.

So, the fear of God, respect for God, the experience of Heaven and the angels was never theoretical for me at all but rather a direct experience, and I never stopped having experiences with Archangels, Jesus, Saint Germain and other masters the rest of my life. Michael often came and saved my life by appearing to me just before something bad would have killed me. So, it must be important to them that I stay alive here on earth a long time. I am witnessing this here for you that you might know the truth of heaven by God's Grace.

Heaven might not be exactly what people teach you in Sunday School mostly because most of those people might not have experienced heaven themselves. But, I witness here that it exists and is amazing just like the little boy said in the true story, "Heaven is for Real".