"God's Servants"

 "And of the angels he saith, Who maketh his angels spirits, and his ministers a flame of fire." (Hebrews 1:7 KJV)

  "O LORD my God, how great you are! You are robed with honor and majesty. You are dressed in a robe of light. You stretch out the starry curtain of the heavens; and lay out the rafters of your home in the rain clouds. You make the clouds your chariot; you ride upon the wings of the wind. The winds are your messengers; flames of fire are your servants." (PSALM 104:1-4 NLT)

 Without getting too far out there, like I have a tendency to do, I will try to keep it simple. Simply put, the angels are God's ministers, or servants, which He created to do His pleasure; (as per Matthew Henry.) We might not be able to detect their presence, but I can assure you, they are not too far off, from where you are; especially when you are dealing with something that requires their assistance. 

 I know they are real; and I know that they don't mess around! I shared this once or twice before, but it still seems like to was yesterday. When I was dealing with a particular verse in the Book of John, I was feeling as though there was something that wanted me to not share what I wanted to say. All through the night I felt as though there was something in the house that wanted to harm, either me or my wife. 

 The Rabbit Air machine in the room kept going off, which it is not meant to do when the lights are off. And when I say it was going off, I mean it was really going full speed, and the light went from blue to bright red instantly. I looked through the blinds from the bed, and I could see flashes of light, which were not usually something I saw in the patio outside the door.

 My dog was in his kennel outside my bedroom door, and I could hear him whimpering, as if there was something that was in the house he was scared over. This went on until at least 2am and I finally said I was going to sleep, because I planned on getting up at 4am to pray, and then start my blog. 

 When 4am came, there are nothing going on anymore; everything was perfectly still. As I sat in my chair and began to pray, the three Rabbit Air machines in my living room began to breath; and when I say breathed, I'm talking about, one at a time in a pattern, breathing in and out, as if they were taking deep breaths; each machine in a perfect pattern around the room. 

 Anywho, I didn't have any fear but simply believed that I was safe; almost as if I was being protected, and the breathing was letting me know that everything was okay. I know it sounds strange, but I can assure you, it really did happen...

"Peter finally came to his senses, "It's really true!" he said. "The Lord sent his angel and saved me from Herod and from what the Jewish leaders had planned to do to me!"" (Acts 12:11 NLT)