I remember the first time I was dead. I thought I had never seen angels or experienced them before, even when men of God ministered to me that there were armies of celestial beings guiding and following me. I always thought, “I haven’t seen them in my life.”
But no! I saw them that day I drowned in the swimming pool, when the whole unsupervised class, even the devil, thought I was good and dead.
But no! That was just my first baptism. I was saved, carried through the tunnel of reversing clocks, by an angel instead. I was barely 4 years old, but that scene keeps replaying in my head. It’s like they had been sent to retrieve me from a different dimension of my past, for I was meant to be alive to share this one day.
That day, someone saved my life, and it wasn’t my teacher.
No harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent.
For He will command His angels concerning you. – Psalm 91:4:10-11.