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This
picture was taken at the age of 6. My Mother called it
"Her Littlest Angel" |
NEAR
DEATH EXPERIENCE AND MY FIRST CONTACT
©
I was 6 years old, swimming in the Cedar River, in Iowa
with my sister Bernadette who is 3 years older than me. It
was a very hot summer day when we were given permission to go to the
river to swim, not to far from our house. The place where we went
swimming was isolated completely except for a couple of fishing
boats anchored on the rivers edge. We were playing in the shallower
water, when suddenly we realized that while we were playing we had
gotten pushed out by the current too far and the current was too
strong for us to fight, pulling us even further out.
There was no one around, no one to scream to or hear our
calls for help. We felt ourselves being pulled own into the water,
sucking the breath right out of us. I don't know how many times we
went down and back up trying to get air and trying to push ourselves
toward the bank. Everything was a blur.
As I felt myself going down into the water, slowly going
down like it was for the last time, I began having flashes of my
life before me. As this past there was darkness, and I felt drawn
through this dark tunnel where there was light at the end. When I
reached it, I was surrounded by light beings, many had faces or
shapes. One light figure started talking to me and told me not to be
afraid, that he was an angel. He told me the angels would appear to
me both in physical forms and in light bodies, showing me so I would
not be afraid. He told me that we both would be sent back because
there was a special plan for us by God and this would be revealed to
us later. I was not afraid, for the warmth of the light and the
light bodies around me wee full of love, giving me a sense of
security. Suddenly I was back in my body coming up hearing the voice
say, "Dear One's we are here with you, do not be frightened. Relax
so we may push you to the shore."
The next thing I actually saw was this light streaming down
and we were pushed to the edge of the river into safer ground. We
pulled ourselves up and collapsed on the rivers edge. As we turned
around to look at that bright white light streaming behind us, it
suddenly disappeared with a voice saying, "Dear One's God loves you
and wants you to know we are always here for you, to talk to you,
and assist in any way we can. "
We laid on the edge for awhile from exhaustion. As we laid
there, we felt our bodies being filled with this intense warm light,
then it was gone. The feeling was so intense and full of love that
we felt safe and secure.
This is when I knew I wanted to be one of God's Angels. An
Angel who shares their light and love, but also assists others in
any way they could. This is what truly inspired me and after that I
have communicated with the Angels all my life going on 40 years now.
I have tried to use my gifts and abilities the way God would want me
to coming from a family of generations of women psychics and now
being Clairvoyant and a Channeler as well. I keep my integrity and
honesty high after those who have touched and enriched my soul.
This is where it all began and I hope the end will be my
life will touch many in a positive way bring them the warmth of
light and they in turn touch others in this manner, leaving behind
the legacy of light and love I was given to share.
"Touched By
Angels God's Gift"©
A
true segment taken from the life of Rose Ann Schwab.
What do you do if you find your life has been cut
short, or that you have a short time to live?
Article & True Life Experience, by Rose
Schwab
Without
the help of angels throughout our lives we would not have been able
to share our light and gifts with others.
There
is one particular time I have been told to share with you.
At
the age of 37, after living most of my life in Iowa, working
toward a high profile career which was almost completed with 4
months to go to get my Ph.D., having established high credibility,
and high work and recognition within the community and churches, I
had several accidents on the job at a law firm, in Iowa, 2 of which
were to my spine and abdomen, I began having severe health problems.
The problems including having to have surgery to remove a uterus
that had been knocked into the muscle and started to grow there.
My condition had worsened from injuries in accidents that would have
been permanent but, would have left me able to work to permanent and
total disability for the rest of my life. I would not know this
until later when my health and physical condition would continue to
worsen. The first problems arose less then a year and a half latter
with severe abdominal pain and spinal pain with severe abnormal
bleeding. A partial hysterectomy had to be performed. The surgery
had shown my uterus had been shoved back into a muscle by some
severe blow and grew there causing these health problems of abnormal
bleeding and severe abdominal pain. The surgery removed the health
problem of the uterus, but my spine continued to have problems and
severe pain, with it radiating down my arms into the hands, down
into the legs. This would cause numbing or total loss of use and if
I was standing I would fall. There were several documented times of
this occurrence during my second marriage that my husband, sons, or
sister had to assist me.
It
wasn't until I moved to Minnesota, made a final visit to a
neurologist's office, after seeing many doctors in Iowa and
Minnesota for over 2 years that I came to question my faith.
The
health problems were becoming so severe, that I was now bedridden
and occasionally using a wheel chair. The pain from the spine would
radiate into my arms, hands, legs and feet going numb, causing me to
drop things or fall. As I sat there at the neurologists office
waiting for his report, I prayed that my health conditions would
improve drastically so that I may continue in my work and service
with my education to assist many others, using not just my
education, but experience/qualifications, and my unique gifts and
abilities to continue assisting the many others in a positive way
with whom my life came in contact. I had been very actively involved
in the community, church, and my family, just to name a few. I was
always extending out my hand to others assisting in what ever way I
could. This was how my sister and I were raised from deep loving
parents.
I
sat there in the neurologist's office waiting for him to give me his
report and findings from the MRI, and other tests that were
performed.
As
the doctor started his report and as I listened, I went numb inside.
I heard him from a distance say, "There is nothing we can do for
you. Your condition will only worsen. Surgery is out of the question
for now because it could make it worse."
I
felt like my very life had been sucked right out of me. All because
of accidents, incidents of fate. I always helped in discreet ways,
advancing others with whom my life came in contact if they were in
the light, or warning them if it was needed. I had always been very
spiritual. Why was this happening to me?
I
was taken home and put into bed. All I could do was cry, cry for the
life I lost, cry from the pain, cry for lost dreams,
cry for my family and all the
financial, emotional, physical and psychological burden they would
have to endure all on my behalf.
I couldn't understand "Why me??
I
had never questioned my faith before and I wasn't now. I grew more
frantic not wanting to be a burden to my family or have them watch
me as I further deteriorated not being able to care for myself. This
was all too much for me. My children were so young, just starting
high school and having to take on the responsibility and care of
their mother with out any financial help from anyone nor any court
action settlement to aid them. They planned to quit school
completely and get 2 or three jobs each to help pay for my care and
medication that I needed and was going to need as my health
worsened.
My
sister planned to quit her job of 27 years, her college degree, and
life on hold to move to Minnesota to take care of me. How could I
allow any of them to sacrifice their lives for me in this manner.
Bernadette and I had put our lives, and careers on hold to care for
our mother who became ill then after her death, care of our father
as his health deteriorated until his death later. Because of my
accidents and my health conditions that were becoming worse, in the
beginning before my father's death, we had to stop taking care of
him. My health and condition would not allow it any longer and the
uterus surgery because of the accidents had only been the beginning
of what was to come.
The
health problems began soon after and until this moment while lying
here in bed, I didn't realize the full effect it was having or was
to have on my life.
"Oh,
Father, " I pleaded, "Please hear my prayers and give me strength.
Thy Will Be Done." I was so exhausted from crying and the worry,
that I fell asleep.
Several
hours later, I was awaken by a presence in my room. A figure of
light formed into a shape of an angel. The angel sat on the edge of
my bed next to me, and reached for my hand holding it. He then said,
"Dear One, God has heard your prayers".
Thoughts
flew through my mind that this is the end of my life and God would
be taking me up to Him. But the Angel heard my thoughts and said,
"Dear One, God loves you but He will not take you to Him at this
time. You still have a job to do on earth to fulfill your soul's
purpose."
I started crying harder, because I
didn't have the strength or courage and knew I couldn't do it or
watch my children suffering as well.
The
Angel heard my thoughts, again and said, "Dear One, you must live so
you can show others, the power of God and help them understand as
you do." With that a warm electrical current was sent throughout my
body for several seconds, then I fell asleep.
The
next morning, I awoke to a voice, "Dear One, it is time for you to
get up and go for a walk." Even though I could walk with much
difficulty, the pain was so great that I spent most of the time in
bed.
I
did not question the message that was given to me, but with much
difficulty and severe pain, I got dressed. Every movement was
extremely painful and difficult, but I would feel a tingling and
warm heat go through my body.
As
I walked the path with 2 small dogs, I wanted to give up, but a
voice came saying, "You can do it, You have been "blessed" by God."
It took all the strength and courage I could muster not to give up,
but the words kept being repeated as I took each step in
encouragement and need strength. "You can do it you have been
"blessed" by God. I
completed the 10-15 min walk in 50 minutes.
I
knew what had happen was no dream and I was given a second chance in
life because my purpose had not been yet fulfilled.
Today,
I never take for granted the activities I was once able to do with
very little exertion to the achievement of my accomplishments that
take more. If I had not had the help of God, the Angels or my family
I would never have had made the great strides I made to "limited"
normal activities. I have been truly "blessed" with a second
chance to continue my service in helping other with my gifts and
abilities through a different means or avenue.
This page dedication is to God, His Angels, to those people and the
many Angelic Angels who have touched my very being, giving me a
second chance in life to make a difference and fulfill my souls
purpose. I hope this page has touched your heart as much as
these light being have touched mine.
Thank you Father, for my life, for
these gifts and abilities as well as the love and support of my
family and friends, but mostly Father, Thank You for your love, your
assistance and the help of the angels and letting me be an
instrument of THY peace ..... I am truly blessed. Amen
I have many other "Touched By Angels" Stories/Experiences of my
life.
