christian fiction?

Now I know my stories in for Hope’s Sake are Christian fiction but they are based on the realism of the bible. The bible teaches that angels are present among us to be our servants as ministering spirits and that is the nucleus of most of my stories. I write as though the veil of the invisible world is open. Well, this weekend it was opened even further, to give me hope and consolation.

It seems that at 11:00 P.M while I was physically dead, an event that happens regularly to me when I close my eyes, my father fell, cut his head open and lost three plus quarts of blood. That is a lot of blood. (I wonder how it was actually measured as it was spilt between his house, my daughter in law’s car and the emergency room) My daughter in law, who lives with him, heard him fall, rushed him to the emergency room faster than an ambulance would have gotten to him while my son tried repeatedly to get me to answer the phone. Like I said, I was dead. Corpses can’t respond to the incessant ringing that must have taken place inches from my ears. About two hours into my death though, I was finally summoned back to earth by the jarring of the phone. Looking at the caller I.D I thought, ‘’Who is that?” and decided to answer because of the lateness of the hour.

“It’s okay now, we’re going home,” a disembodied voice announced.

“What’s okay and who are you?” I mumbled groggily. I wasn’t groggy for long.

“Grandpa is going home now.” Was my answer

I was instantly alert recognizing my daughter in law’s, Susan’s, voice. “What are you talking about?”Then came the explanation. Dad had lost his balance going to the bathroom; fell against the wall causing the whole house to shudder alerting my daughter in law and son who hadn’t fallen asleep yet. They found him on the floor in a pool of red fluid. Susan ordered my son to call me while she rushed Dad to the car instructing Bryan, my son, the whole while to clean the blood up before the dogs and cats got a taste of it (it seems she feared this would cause the family pets to relish the taste of human flesh, at this point I pictured Dad’s eight week old kitten becoming a carnivorous beast sitting on his chest late at night with a fork and knife!) She got him to the hospital faster than it would have taken for an ambulance to arrive. While on the table in the emergency room the doctor’s swore because they couldn’t staunch the blood flow. Blood was everywhere, except in dad’s circulatory system. Dad was certain he was dying from the entire hullabaloo going on around him. Then, suddenly.. a face pressed up against Dad’s. An old wrinkled face. Within seconds it vanished and he caught a glimpse of feathers; wings. He was confident his guardian angel had arrived…and left without him. Latter when dad himself revealed this visit to me, he assumed that this angel had been with him since he was born. He was curious though about the wrinkles, he thought angels were young. I reminded him that Della Reese (Touched by an Angel) wasn’t young, or thin for that matter, so angels can be old and plump it they want to be. (Don’t bother to tell me that was just a show. I consider it one of T.V’s first reality shows!)

So even though my stories are fictional accounts of angelic interventions I really believe there is a host of invisible warriors in the air about us. The unseen world being more real than the seen.

The story could have ended in a much gloomier note; if Bryan and Susan had already fallen asleep dad would have expired on the kitchen floor. If Susan hadn’t been a good speed racer Dad wouldn’t have gotten to the hospital in time. And if Bryan hadn’t stayed behind to clean up the bloody kitchen a poor innocent kitten and two dogs would have been enticed into devouring humans!(is there a twelve step program for that?) As it is, in Dad’s mind, things didn’t turn out so good. They had to keep him in the hospital for a few days to give him blood. (Come on dad, you lost quite a bit!) Then he was sent to a rehab unit to get his strength back. (Again, come on Dad, you lost quite a bit). But, thanks to his guardian angel, he will live to see his house again.


2 Corinthians 4:16-18
Hebrews 1:14