By: Jeremy R. Rutherford
On Angels
They look and sound just like us, most of the time. But, they have an aura, one's face shined so bright I could barely look at him. They always have a benign presence and a message. The message is sometimes rough. They can dissappear in the blink of an eye. If you ever hear one sing, it's absolutely unreal. Their whisper sounds like normal people talking. They can also talk to you without speaking. They talk to you like they've known you for years.
A. The first one that I remember was in the form of a solidly built african american man in his late 30's. He came and sat down at my table at a club. He told me that God had a message for me. He used a straw to accentuate a lifeline. He then proceeded to tell me I needed to wake up and stop wasting my time. He told me he was going to walk into the bathroom so I could think about the message....he never walked back out and he was not in there when I went to check. While he was talking, the club faded away, as best as I can explain it.
B. Same club, a very tall, thin, again african american woman, early twenties walked in and sang one song in the most unearthly and beautiful voice I had ever heard. Again a sense of fading and when she sang, she was surrounded by a nimbus of white light that seemed to emanate from her. She walked off stage and then promptly..vanished.
C. In a parking lot that I was cleaning up, an old man 80's or so in age, well-dressed in a black suit, in the morning summertime, walked up to me and startled me. Again, the world faded. He said he had something to show me, something Jesus had given him. He opened his hand and there was pure gold cross. He asked me if I knew The Son. I told him I had been baptized at 16. He smiled and said "I'll see you later, young man." When I turned around again to say goodbye, there was no one there.
D. One evening, I was at work and I was sitting at my desk. I leaned back and closed my eyes. I was no longer at work. I was standing at the edge of some steps. Out in front of me, as far as the eye could see, was a sea of lights, singing in perfect harmony and tone. These were not all the same, each one was different and some brighter or differently shaped. But the purest tones in unison rang out in just this positive force. I believe what I witnessed was The Crystal Sea as is outlined in the scriptures. But it isn't a sea, it's a multitudinal chorus of thousands upon thousands of souls. When I opened my eyes again, I was sitting in my chair. Perhaps the strangest event was that someone had come to the office while this happened and there was no one at the desk. I never had left the office.
E. I had an NDE and a journey in 2014. When I left here, I traveled up and out of a pool. I was surrounded by a group of very tall, translucent blue beings. They spoke to me without speaking. I was told it was not my time, but there were things to be seen.
F. While I was in the hospital, I was visited by the form of a male nurse. Who was talking about my illness and I distinctly remembered him massaging my feet and toes. When I closed my eyes and opened them again, he was gone. There was no record of someone like that on duty or visiting my room. He was in his mid-30's, dressed in light blues and a shaved head. Very kind presence as well and that same fading away of everything.
G. Again while I was in the hospital, I awoke to a chorus (who never showed up) singing again in perfect harmony and tone an old gospel hymn. I started to sing with them. When I closed my eyes, it was like I was completely caught up in a rush of wind and light. Then they were gone.
F. About two years later I was at another club and an older gentleman, perhaps in his 70's maybe 60's sat down next to me and we began to talk. This is the one who's face shined, like a light, trying to look at him directly was difficult. He said his name was Joe. I saw him again around two weeks later at the same place. He walked up, shook my hand and thanked me for taking the time to talk to him. Then he abruptly vanished.
H. Now, I can't prove anything of this to you or anyone else. I do not take drugs, nor do I rarely drink and I am mentally sound. While I was in the hospital in 2014...I met what we call God, the force, an avatar. Which, allowed me to not only witness but participate in the shaping of the creation process. I was able to see the very matrix of what makes everything up. It is done much like painting with your palms and fingers and the matrix material almost looks like bone cells? As close as I can describe it.
That is most of the memorable incidents. There's not a person in this world that can convince me otherwise of these experiences, I know what they were and that they happened.
