Proof The Bible Is True

Heavy snow fell all weekend. The weather reports said three feet, but when I glanced out the second-story window of my New Jersey apartment early that Monday morning, I couldn’t even spot my little silver car in the blanketed parking lot below. My building’s on a dead-end street. Always the last to be plowed, I thought. Finally I made out a square silver patch poking out of a snowdrift. I had to get to work somehow, so I bundled up, grabbed my shovel and headed outside. I climbed over the mounds of snow behind my car and began shoveling. My [More]

As Merle and Gloria Inniger traveled from Pakistan to America, they stopped in London for a few days, and somewhere along the way Merle managed to lock the doors of the rental cars and lose the keys. I was Saturday afternoon, and no locksmiths answered the phone. The rental car company said they didn’t have a spare key. Merle and Gloria panicked about missing their flight home. Two Christian friends came to commiserate, and the four bowed their heads and prayed for help. As they finished, they looked up as a strange man approached. He offered his keys to them. [More]

I sighed. I’d been job hunting for nearly a month without any luck at all. Now a homeless man had sat down next to me at the bus stop. I studied the classified ads, purposely ignoring him. “Finding a job is hard,” the man said. “Sometimes life ain’t fair. I looked at him. His clothes were worn, but he had a kind face. He was just down on his luck, like me. Suddenly I found myself telling him all about my job search. The man handed me a newspaper. Read More  A Mysterious Stranger Held the Key to Her Job [More]

Bouts of pneumonia and severe asthma had dogged our child since birth—but never like this. Sitting in the hospital waiting room, my husband and I didn’t know if he’d survive the night. We’d been at Grandma’s house when his lungs suddenly seized up. Epinephrine injections didn’t help. Now he was on a ventilator. The nurse checked in on us from time to time to see if we needed anything. Otherwise, we were alone with our worries. Until a chaplain entered the room. I expected him to say the obligatory prayers, wish us well, and move on to others in need. [More]

Mom and I always relied on one another. I worked at fast food, but before and after my shifts she served me the best home-cooked breakfast and dinner a girl could want. Plus she gave expert foot rubs, which came in handy. But most of all I looked forward to our evening walks. One evening we walked down the road to the first major intersection. “Look both ways before you cross,” Mom said. “Always the mother hen,” I said. Always trying to take care of me. Just like I’m always trying to take care of her. Lord, I wish we [More]

I was clearing up the breakfast dishes when the phone rang. “Something’s happened to your mom,” my dad said. He was trying to keep calm, but I could hear panic in his voice. “The ambulance should be here any minute.” A rush of cold swept through my body, as if I could feel the blood draining to my feet. “Ambulance?” “I found her collapsed on the floor. Hurry over! I’m alone here.” I stumbled upstairs, jerked on my shoes and ran out to the car. Luckily my family all lived close together. My parents were only a few minutes away. [More]

Georgia Lea Horvath and her husband of North Bend, Washington, were grieving the loss of their 26-year-old son, Scott. The three of them had planned a Hawaii trip before he passed. As the departure date approached, neither grieving parent wanted to go. One day, however, Georgia re-considered. Maybe the trip would distract them. They invited her mother to join them. The island was beautiful. One morning Georgia and her husband took a walk along the beach where black lava had hardened into the water. All around the Big Island, people leave names and messages made out of white stones on [More]

Crisp white cotton billowed in the wind almost knocking the clothespin out of my hand. After a struggle, I clipped one corner of the bed sheet onto the line to dry. “You’ve got it!” Mother called from the window that looked out onto the backyard. Heart disease kept her from doing much, so household chores like hanging out the laundry fell to me. I didn’t mind—even with my full-time job. Mother didn’t always ask for help when she needed it. I watched her closely so she didn’t have to. Featured Product Angels in the ER Angels in the ER & [More]

Many angel stories occur in hospitals, and that’s logical, isn’t it? Where better to look for helpers of the spiritual kind? Mary LaGrange of Greenfield, Wisconsin, would agree. She was concerned when her brother George was admitted to the hospital to have laser surgery on his lower eye lid. He had had a previous surgery on that eye lid because of a bout with cancer, and the laser had removed a small portion of lid and his eyelashes. Now his eye was becoming irritated, and the doctor wanted to do the procedure again. Read More Angelic Doctor Helps Patient Make [More]

Zippy stuck his head out the car window, grinning into the wind that ruffled his fur. We were having a fine time vacationing in a cabin in northern Minnesota for the month of August. My husband, Bill, hiked; Zippy, our Shetland sheepdog, ran in the open space; and I painted. We left our hideaway to replace the creaky old bed frame in the cabin. “Look over there!” I said, pointing up the road at a country store with a big sign hanging out front: Consignment Shop. Bill pulled up and parked. Zippy jumped around in back, eager to get out. [More]

Vail Mountain—the perfect vacation spot for ski lovers like my husband, John, and me. From our chair on the ski lift, I watched the evergreens pass underneath. Suddenly I felt something wet hit my head. Thick icy snow ran down my face and onto my lap. More and more fell from the sky. Sleet! Forget hitting the slopes! We skied off the lift and looked for shelter. There was none. The ice coated my goggles. I took them off and squinted between my gloved fingers. Nothing but white. “I can’t see a thing, can you?” I asked John. Read More [More]

Up here on the Northern Peninsula of Newfoundland February blizzards come up right quick, and when they do, watch out! Snow blows in heaps from the northeast, pack ice piles up and you can’t see five feet in front of you. A man can lose his way just walking to a neighbor’s house. It’s weather you don’t want to get lost in. I should know. I had my own brush with a blizzard when I was just 25. It happened on a chilly February Saturday here in Raleigh, where I’ve lived all my life. Read More Man Lost in Blizzard [More]

For our first Christmas in a new state, far from the rest of our family, I wanted to get my daughters, Tiffany and Jasmine, something special.“What do you want from Santa this year?” I asked them.“Bicycles!” they replied in unison. Clearly they had their hopes set. But when I went over the monthly bills, I saw I couldn’t afford one bike, let alone two. I took the matter to my head accountant: Lord, would it be fair to my landlord to be late with the rent this month? Just this once? Read More Christmas Angels Help Mother Pay for Gifts [More]

Piano music started to play and I took my position at the barre. Dance class was the one place I could put aside my worries these days. My mother had come through surgery for her broken hip remarkably well. Even at 87, she was healthy and fit, and the doctors anticipated a smooth recovery. After a short stay in the hospital she was transferred to a rehabilitation center. But almost as soon as she got there she was rushed back to the hospital for an emergency blood transfusion. Read More Woman Feels Angelic Presence When She Needs It Most – [More]

Robin Leach, host of the former Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous is one of many celebrities who have angel stories to share. A few years ago he told his to listeners of WYLL Radio in Chicago. Christmas was approaching and Robin had invited over some friends who, he knew, might otherwise spend the holiday alone. They would have a feast, he promised. Robin would bring the wine, and his best friend would provide the food, including a turkey with all the trimmings. “On Christmas eve, I phoned the friend who was supposed to provide the food,” Robin says. “I [More]

The trip started out like hundreds of others. Lorie Torbeck of Appleton, Wisconsin, helped by her teenage daughter, Eryn, buckled the seven children who attended Lorie’s home daycare into their seats in her big Chevy Suburban to go to the high school. “Eryn was a cheerleader, and it was yearbook picture day for the team,” Lorie says. “The kids and I had made this quick trip dozens of times.” Now, as they were driving along a narrow stretch of highway, a white panel truck came toward them. Lorie moved over a few inches, onto the shoulder, to give the truck [More]

Someone at work gave my son, Sean, a big red helium balloon on a string, and you would have thought it was the moon! Presents didn’t come often to my three-year-old. Nor me. I was thankful for my job at his day-care center, but it didn’t pay much. I’d been so full of hope once. Now it seemed like I would be forever struggling. I reached out to tie the balloon to Sean’s wrist for our walk to the car. “I’m a big boy!” he said, jerking his hand away. “Promise you’ll hold on to it tightly?” I said. Sean [More]

Thunderstorms. The blips on the radar screen disturbed me as the copilot and I ran through our preflight checks. I leaned around the cockpit door. A young boy lay on a stretcher, unconscious, pale as death. His doctor and four nurses stood by. Medical equipment crowded the aisle. I was chief pilot for a charter airline, and I’d handled hundreds of ambulance flights, but I seldom knew much about the patients I transported. This boy was named Toby. He was 11 and had something wrong with his brain. We were all set to fly from Cincinnati to Branson, an hour [More]

Justin was stretched out on the couch watching TV. “How can you enjoy being cooped up on a day like this?” I asked. He shrugged, the nonverbal equivalent of “Whatever.” Justin was at that age. Moody, private. I had no idea what went on inside his head. “Well, it’s beautiful outside,” I said. “I want to do something. Maybe take the canoe out on the river.” “What’s stopping you?” Justin said, his eyes glued to the television set. “It’d be a lot easier if I had a hand. Come on, we haven’t hit the Housatonic in ages. That 16-foot canoe [More]

Christmas Eve always began for us with a delivery of my mother-in-law’s homemade candy. Instead I’d started the day with a disappointing phone call. “I’m so sorry your Christmas candy won’t arrive on time this year,” my mother-in-law said. “I just got the package off a few hours ago.” We were in New Jersey; she lived in Ohio. The candy wouldn’t get here until after Christmas. Especially with all the snow we’d been having. Read More Christmas Angels Help Package Arrive on Time – Guideposts.

Church on Sunday couldn’t compete with a pond full of crappie. That’s where my best friend, Johnathon, and I were headed if the minister ever finished his sermon. “Take a good look around you,” he went on. “Think the people you see are the only ones in this church today? Think again. There are angels in our midst, watching over us, waiting to perform one of God’s miracles in our lives.” Read More Guardian Angel Protects Teenage Boy in Car Accident – Guideposts.

It was our third day in Prague and already we’d visited six churches. My wife, Tib, has a boundless capacity for gilded domes and rococo statuary, but as I limped painfully up the steps to Our Lady of Victory I promised myself this was my last church here in the Czech Republic. I’d plead the inevitable stair-climbing involved; a year after knee-replacement surgery steps were still agony. Read More Angelic Sculptor Miraculously Repairs Statue – Guideposts.

Many weekends I get up before dawn and head to my favorite fishing hole, a wooded lake near my home in North Carolina. It’s not just catching fish I like. It’s the quiet. The time to think. The lake reminds me of the Oil Mill Pond in Danbury, Connecticut, where I used to fish and skate when I was a kid. I’ve often puzzled over something that happened to me there one winter when I was eight. I understood it then, or thought I did. But over the years I began to wonder if my explanation was nothing more than [More]

I fretted as I felt my five-year-old daughter’s warm forehead. All day she had been sick with a fever. I checked her temperature again. Still high. It had been nearly four years since she had a seizure, but still I worried. The doctors had never figured out what triggered her off-and-on seizures as an infant. I lay down beside her and dozed off. A piercing scream jolted me awake. I knew that scream. I grabbed for my glasses and shoved them on. Celina was deathly white and her eyes were glassy and fixed. Her body was stiff. Her tiny chest [More]

John White was the general sales manager at a Ford dealership in Kingman, Arizona. Sometimes he drove trade-ins home at night to see if they were fit for resale. The trip to John’s home in Bullhead City was a challenge: he had to maneuver through a dangerous mountain pass, but also watch out for unsavory characters known to also travel the road. One night John had just reached the top of that treacherous mountain pass, when the used car went dead. “No lights, no power brakes or steering,” John recalls. Somehow he guided it through the winding curves, pulled it [More]

The lazy days of summer were winding down, and I was anxious for the new school year to begin. I always liked to come into my elementary school art classroom a couple of weeks before the first day to get things ready for the kids. You could hear a pin drop in the quiet halls. My mind wandered among all the new projects and ideas I had for the coming year. Thank you, God, for this time alone to work hard and prepare. Read More Guardian Angel Catches a Woman’s Fall – Guideposts.

On school days Mom had our Chevy Suburban at her disposal. We needed room enough for us five kids, sacks of groceries and whatever supplies the animals required. Our house in the Santa Barbara foothills sat on a high plateau with steep drop-offs front and back, reaching hundreds of feet down. We could see the entire city far below, but ours was like a place deep in the country. We had lots of animals running around—chickens, pigs and of course our dogs and cats. Read More Guardian Angels Protect Children Trapped in Car Wreck – Guideposts.