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Entertained Angels Unawares - Hebrews 13:2


Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.  - Hebrews 13:2


I have always been fascinated by the study of angels.  I know that angels are real.  The Bible declares it.  Some years ago I read a book written by Billy Graham entitled Angels God's Secret Agents. Powerfully written, I recommend it to anyone interested in further biblically based research regarding this topic.

Angels, agents of God.  Angels often sent to us by God to encourage, to warn, to protect.  Sometimes angels appear to us as strangers.  They appear, carry out their assignment and often are gone just as quickly as they appear.  No, we do not worship angels.  Yet, we should recognize that they are a part of God's Master Plan and be careful how we receive strangers.

As a Christian I have had what I know were angelic visits during my lifetime. A stranger who appeared on a bus trip and spoke words of comfort until my destination was reached. Then suddenly they were gone.  A stranger who appeared in a resturant. His presence overshadowed what could have been a tragic event.  My mother was with me.  It was winter and very cold.  The stranger left just before us.  We were on his heels.  However, outside there was no one.  Snowflakes were falling.  Beautiful snowflakes. And somehow very quietly, fear was replaced with faith.  My mother looked at me and I said, "Ma, that was an angel."

Why the talk of angels?  Angels go where often we cannot.  Angels,  heavenly angels, do the bidding of God.  I thank God for their presence.   One songwriter put it this way: "All night, all day the angels keep watching over me, My Lord.  All night, all day.  The angels keep watching over me.

Be careful how you treat stangers. You may be entertaining angels unawares.

God bless.
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie

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