Let the charity of the brotherhood
abide in you.
And hospitality do not forget;
for by this some,
being not aware of it,
have entertained angels.
- Genesis28:1-2
Katharina was thrown to the ground. Stunned and in pain, she lay there a victim of a nearby lightning strike somewhere in Pensacola, Florida. She decided to wait till the morning, before seeing a doctor.
Katharina happened to be a UFO abductee, that night on August 7th 1989 ‘they’ paid her another visit. She woke up to find herself lying on her back, on a table, suffering from excruciating pains in her chest. She could watch herself from a dissociated state, as grey-type aliens cut a square into her chest, and made several attachments to her chest. As the pain increased, the aliens told her (telepathically) that they were repairing her heart, and she will be okay.
The next morning Katharina woke up with a sore chest, but the severe pain had gone. There was no sign of a scar or on her, nor was there any blood on her sheets. She was healed completely. Katharina goes on to report that she has undergone a large number of operations at the hands of aliens. As she says, “They have performed surgery on me many, many times! It was shocking to remember the different times the aliens had performed surgery on me... What could the aliens be doing to me that would require my having surgery so often? It was not the first time I felt I may be a part of a huge experiment.”
Katharina Wilson has written a book about her UFO experiences titled, ALIEN JIGSAW. Our cosmic cousins are certainly taking an active interest in our wellbeing. Not all of us can be fortunate enough to experience the healing encounters described above, but it’s comforting to know that as a race, we are interacting with others from the many mansions of our Heavenly Father. Perhaps, just perhaps we can elicit their involvement in our affairs through the undeniable power of prayer.
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They looked like angels, in white robes, and silver belts. They waved a small “rod like” device around her body, than asked her to stand inside a large blue cylinder with a little window. The aliens then watched as a bright blue light moved from the top of the cylinder till it was a few inches above her head. Alice was then told by ‘them’ that she was cured and cleansed.
The next morning, Alice’s mother found her playing on the floor as if everything were perfectly normal. Alice was ordered back into bed by her mother and her doctor, both admitted that the diphtheria was completely and totally gone.
A few hours earlier, the disease had taken a strangle hold of 6 year old Alice. Diphtheria was surely stealing the little girl away. Doctors visited her daily, but their pleadings failed to move her parents. Their religious beliefs prevented the child from receiving the vaccination to protect her from the illness. Now, that same belief prevented them from admitting her into hospital. For all intents, and purposes, her death sentence was being read out.
Over the next two weeks, her condition continued to deteriorate the doctor visited daily, and at the end of the two weeks, he told Alice’s mother that he did not expect Alice to survive through the night.
That night, her ‘angels’ took control… Alice, as fate would have it, happened to be an abductee, and would eventually have several encounters with extraterrestrials. She tells the complete story of her abductions in an audio – taped interview available from the International UFO Library Magazine. She is also one of the cases presented in David Jacob’s book, Secret Life, under the pseudonym, Lynn Miller.
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Now from guideposts ---
Joe and I were childhood sweethearts and had always taken care of each other. But I couldn’t do much to comfort him now, as he lay on the hospital bed while the doctors inserted a feeding tube into a vein near his heart. Stomach cancer was getting the better of my good friend. “He’ll be awake during the procedure,” the surgeon said. “If you stay you must be very quiet. Or else you’ll have to go.”
I sat in the chair at the corner of the room. The surgeon started the procedure. I saw Joe wince. I couldn’t bear to watch Joe suffer and turned toward the window. In the reflection of the window, I could see the doctor, nurses and Joe quite clearly. I heard Joe moan in pain. My eyes welled with tears. Please comfort Joe was the silent prayer that came to mind.
I wiped away the tears and looked back at the window, I could see the doctors, nurses and Joe, but I now saw something else. Angels; the room seemed to be filled with them. Figures clad in bright white outfits gliding over Joe, and swooping between the medical staff. I turned around for a clearer look, but they weren’t there. They were only visible in the reflection of he window
After the procedure I went over and stroked Joe’s forehead. “That
wasn’t so bad,” Joe said. Perhaps I couldn’t always comfort him, but I know God’s angels could.
Make yourself familiar with the angels, and
behold them frequently in spirit; for without
being seen, they are present with you.
—Saint Francis de Sales
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