Get this. I was bummed to discover I had lost my 200 dollar air card for which I contract to pay an additional 50 dollars a month, somewhere between home, school (which is over 80 miles away), and the home of my tutoring student. I noticed it was gone right before Christmas break which was at least three snowstorms, a home improvement project and two holidays ago. I searched everywhere, expecting that it would eventually turn up. It was expensive, and as we all know I am doing the prosperity thing, so I was feeling a tad discouraged and a wee bit irritated at this financial set back.
It occurred to me that I hadn't specifically asked my angels for help. I admit I still feel the mildest sense of discomfort admitting that I talk to angels. My ego is still a little attached to being thought of as “not crazy." Still, I try not to let that conformity vibe keep me from doing my thing and having a good time. I pride myself in walking that fine line between being a woman of irrational faith while still being allowed to walk freely among the citizens and remain employable. I remember reading in a book that angels won't interfere with anyone's life unless invited (its called MANNERS people). I prayed and asked for the help of any detective angels who might be skilled at finding things or benevolent spirits who were maybe interested in technology. Renewed, I looked even harder all over my truck, yard, house and classroom. I even turned a few old purses inside out, just for good measure.
Nothing. I was confused because I was really starting to feel it. I was starting to know I would find it.
On Tuesday I prayed again and set a deadline for my angels saying that I needed it by 1:00 or else I was going to have to go to Verizon and see about replacing it. I wasn't sure if this was angel protocol but they didn't seem put off by it. More searching. No results. Still, I experienced a very solid peaceful feeling that I was close to finding it.
Wednesday I went to Verizon and was told that I would have to continue to pay the 50 bucks a month for the thingy even if I wasn't using it (of course) and that I didn't have my thingy insured (it cost extra) so it was going to cost another 200 bucks for a new one. Or, he could sell me a ratty old used thingy for just 100 dollars. Pause. Blink. Swallow. "No thanks, I think I will just pray a little harder" is what came out of my mouth. Verizon Man looked a little surprised but smiled at me as if he recognized a good idea when he heard it.
I went home, lit a candle, and prayed. Not in the desperate, needy, begging way I had been taught. I (mostly) grew out of that type of prayer. I prayed the prayer of a true believer. I thanked God, my angels, and all benevolent beings known and unknown for all my blessings and for the understanding that all would turn out for the best. I affirmed that I knew that all would be worked out for my highest and best good whether I found my thingy or not.The next morning Edge texted me at work that he had found something in the yard. The same yard we had searched so many times. My two hundred dollar, contracted for 50 dollars -a -month, air-card doo-hickey!
According to author Sonia Choquette, "Angels are a major force in every faith tradition, and are probably one of the few things that all world religions agree on." This may just be the faith talking but I believe that the world of spirit exists all around us and is activated by our focus on it. I believe that all things are possible. I believe in an infinite field of potential possibilities activated by intention and manifested by faith. I choose to believe in miracles and in angels, and my life is richer for it.
This experience reminded me to ask for what I need from the Universe. Biblical scripture not only says to ask and it SHALL be given, seek and you SHALL find, (Matthew 7:7), but also that it shall be given to you according to your belief. Luckily, that belief is a choice we all get to make with our God given free will.
I recommend talking to angels and I plan to do it a lot more often from now on.
That "not crazy" thing is totally overrated.