Should I Ask Angels for a Sign?

Also, was the creature-like being I saw my guardian angel?

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Gideon knew that he was risking God’s anger by asking for signs (Judges 6:39). In this instance, God did make an exception and granted the signs Gideon requested, but in the rest of the Scripture, it is clear this is not the way we are to find God’s guidance. The Bible warns against asking for signs in Deuteronomy 6:16 and in Luke 4:12. The first verse warns against putting God to the test while the second verse confirms the principle through Jesus when he was tempted by Satan in the wilderness.



If you don’t ask angels for a sign, then how does a person find God’s guidance? 95% of the time you will be in the center of God’s plan for you if you just choose to do what is right, kind, and loving. In non-moral choices where there are personal decisions to make, (career choices, where to live or what car to drive), trust God do your homework and follow your heart. God is pleased when you are pleased. This is a concise summary of finding God’s will. For a complete explanation, read what I consider to be the best book ever written on the subject, “Decision Making and the Will of God published” by Gary Friesen. The book is clear and understandable, and you won’t have to put out a fleece to know it is right on the mark.



This happened a long time ago... back in the early 80s. I was in my 30s, and I was married with children, but this memory stays alive in my mind, and it is still a mystery to me to this day.

I was really sick from hepatitis, and I woke to find a creature-like figure on the end of my bed. I say creature because it wasn't an angel-like figure like the angels seen on pictures (with pretty wings, white dust, etc.) This was scary looking. It had a look of a troll (it had a big nose and it was also very short). It was not pleasing to my eyes. It sat on the end of my bed nearest my feet and I could feel its weight...It was just staring out a nearby window. Once it sensed that I had awaken, it turned its head slowly and looked at me calmly. It didn't say a word...

I never did give it a chance to speak... I could feel its weight on my blanket, and it was as real and plain to see as the nose on my face. It scared me so I put my covers over my head, and I cried to God for help.

Was this my guardian angel? He didn't harm me, and I do feel he was just sitting there because he knew how sick I was. I'm a Christian lady, and I've been a Christian most of my life.
- Sheila L.

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