September 29th is the Feast Day of the Archangels. With the evil and cataclysmic events occurring in the world, surely it is time for St. Michael the Archangel to arise…
“At that time Michael, the great prince who protects your people, will arise. There will be a TIME OF DISTRESS such as has not happened from the beginning of nations until then. But at that time your people…will be delivered.” (Dan. 12:1)
In this article I share my true life experiences in law enforcement, under the protection and care of St. Michael the Archangel, so that people everywhere may discover him in these turbulent times. My experiences with “St. Michael and his angels” (Rev. 12:7) are strictly in the darkness of faith through feelings, signs, and dreams. I have never seen or heard him, but as St. Faustina writes in her diary about what St. Michael said, “’The Lord has ordered me to take special care of you. Know that you are hated by evil; but do not fear – ‘Who is like God!’ And he disappeared. But I feel his presence and assistance.” [706]
POWERFUL IMAGE:
As an officer, I felt so protected and had such a devotion to St. Michael that I would wear his pin on my uniform. One time I felt divinely inspired to enlarge an image of him from a holy card to a 4’ X 6’ poster. It took 6 trips to the print shop and the frame store traveling 180 miles round trip to finally get it done. It was as if, “the evil one,” (1Jn. 5:19) was causing the computer, printer, and the frame to malfunction (tear, crinkle the new image, form air bubbles, etc.).
When it was finished, I got our priest to privately bless it, and hung it in our home so that I could ask for his intercession since it was dangerous work. With St. Michael’s assistance, millions of dollars’ worth of drugs were taken off the street, but there was also the spiritual warfare component as drugs are often ritually cursed against anyone who gets in the way of their destination.
DEMONIC PROPHECY:
One day I sat and had coffee with a group of 5 or 6 law enforcement officers from different agencies. One of them had turned to the dark side and surprisingly inquired with a witch about the next local election. He notified us that the witch didn’t really know who would win but that it would be a close race; however, the witch did tell him, “There is an officer with you all who has a giant picture of St. Michael. No one can touch him. He is under the protection of St. Michael.”
They knew nothing about the picture so I quickly got up and left praying to St. Michael since the foretelling was like when St. Paul encounters, “a slave girl who had an evil spirit of divination…” (Act. 16:16)
St Michael Painting by John Cobb
ANGELIC DREAMS:
An example of St. Michael’s protection is a dream that I had in which I am in a police car chase at high speed. All of a sudden something breaks in the front wheel area, and I lose control rolling over many times to my death. The dream was so vivid that I went to a mechanic and asked him if he believed in dreams. He said, “You bet.” I tell him about my dream, and he looks underneath my car.
He looks at me in disbelief, and he tells me that several important pieces are broken and that only by a miracle the whole front end has not fallen off at a major bump or when I travel at high speed. I truly believe this life-saving dream was like when, “the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream,” (Matt. 2:13) to save the child’s life from Herod.
VISIONS OF ANGELS:
Another example of St. Michael’s dramatic intervention was a traffic stop on a dully pickup pulling a long flatbed trailer. This vehicle was traveling with other vehicles in front and behind it. It was a convoy, and the other vehicles are known as decoys as their job is to attract attention by speeding up or driving erratically.
On this day it was the easiest traffic stop and arrest as the decoy vehicles never engaged and all went very smooth. Surprisingly, the drug load was worth over 2 million dollars.
When the man was taken in for questioning the investigator asked why he didn’t make a run for it as many do. He responded that he was surrounded by cops. “They were all over!” “Where would I go if I ran?” The investigator looked at me and asked who was there. I responded, “There were no cops. I was 30 miles away from backup.” The man became angry thinking that I was lying and blurted out, “We were all surrounded. I am serious! There was nowhere to go!”
What did the man and the decoy vehicles see that day? I believe they saw “St. Michael and his angels” (Rev. 12:7) dressed as policemen as when, “Elisha prayed, ‘Open his eyes, Lord so that he may see’….then he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire [angels] all around Elisha.” (2Kings 6:17)
CONFUSING THE ENEMY:
A fourth example is when I arrested three men that carried ½ a million worth of drugs every week, and they went jail for many years. When the leader was about to be released, there were pending charges in another county, and I was asked to transport him. When I placed him in my police car, he said, “You are the best and worst thing that has happened to me. The worst thing because I had to do a lot of time in jail, and the best thing because I found the Lord in jail. On the day you caught us, my men were ready to kill you. We had done this before, and we never hesitate because we are professionals. On that day, I hesitated, I got confused,… something didn’t let me do it plus fear entered me. I gave the order to my men not to kill you because you might be a great marksman.”
I am convinced that St. Michael acted, for angels can place a thought or image as when scripture says, “I will send My fear ahead of you and throw into confusion…all your enemies,” (Ex. 23:27) as the nearest officer was 25 minutes away.
ANGELIC INSPIRATION:
There are many other examples where St. Michael and his angels warned me in dreams to the point of showing me faces and events ahead of time. Other times they divinely inspired me on what to do, as when two inmates escaped from prison in another county. The inmates stole a car, and when they were stopped by an officer, they shot him and fled the scene. An alert went out and thirty minutes later I ran into them in their car, but I sensed in my heart someone [St. Michael] saying to wait for backup until a roadblock was set up, as when scripture says, “Behold I am sending an angel ahead of you to guard you along the way and to bring you to the place I have prepared.” (Ex. 23:20) At the roadblock seeing all the officers and the helicopter, the inmates peacefully gave up their weapons, and they were arrested.
MICHAEL’S CAVE:
Finally, God is a faithful Father to all His children, and He is ready to send His angels most especially when one goes to daily mass and adoration to ask for His protection, “For He will give His angels charge of you to guard you in all your ways.” (Ps. 91:11) As for the miraculous picture of St. Michael, it hangs in a hidden cave dedicated to St. Michael where mass is celebrated. It was my way of thanking and honoring St. Michael for saving my life many times, or as Pope Francis explains, “St. Michael defends the People of God from their enemies and above all from the arch-enemy par excellence the devil.” THE END
Read Parts I-III
Before Vatican 2 the Church invoked St Michael 4 times at every Mass.
Pope Leo XIII (d. 1903) had a prophetic vision of the coming century of sorrow and war. After celebrating Mass, the Holy Father was conferring with his cardinals. Suddenly, he fell to the floor. The cardinals immediately called for a doctor. No pulse was detected, and the Holy Father was feared dead. Just as suddenly, Pope Leo awoke and said, “What a horrible picture I was permitted to see!” In this vision, God gave Satan the choice of one century in which to do his worst work against the Church. The devil chose the twentieth century. So moved was the Holy Father from this vision that he composed the prayer to St. Michael the Archangel: “St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle! Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, thrust into Hell Satan and all the other evil spirits who roam about the world seeking the ruin of souls.” Pope Leo ordered this prayer said at the conclusion of Mass in 1886. (When Pope Paul VI issued the Novus Ordo of the Mass in 1968, the prayer to St. Michael and reading of the “last gospel” at the end of the Mass were suppressed.)
Also, powerful is a holy card of St. Michael the Archangel as Fr. Gabriel Amorth (Vatican’s Exorcist) mentions, “Simple blessed holy cards, such as those depicting Saint Michael the Archangel of whom demons are particularly afraid.” (page 153, An Exorcist Tells His Story)
Concerning the prayer of St. Michael, the dragon and his angels had not fully reared their head so the Catholic Church was caught off guard and blindsided. Blessed Pope Paul VI was a prophet who gave us Humanae Vitae, but it was hard to foresee what was coming over the horizon. Pope John Paul II says the following about the St. Michael prayer, “May prayer strengthen us for the spiritual battle we are told about in the Letter to the Ephesians, “Draw strength from the Lord and from his mighty power” (Eph 6 10). The Book of Revelation refers to this same battle recalling before our eyes the image of St. Michael the Archangel (Rev. 12:7). Pope Leo XIII certainly had a very vivid recollection of this scene when, at the end of the last century, he introduced a special prayer to St Michael throughout the Church. “St Michael the Archangel defend us in battle, be our safeguard against the wickedness and snares of the devil.” Although today this prayer is no longer recited at the end of Mass, I ask everyone not to forget it, and to recite it to obtain help in the battle against the forces of darkness and against the spirit of this world.” [Pope John Paul II, Regina Caeli, 24 April 1994]
Please visit http://www.Christian-Miracles.com and read my testimony regarding Miraculous Signs of Archangel Michael and the connection to our current time: http://www.christian-miracles.com/signsofstmichael.htm
Yes, Pope Francis also urged us during these difficult times to pray to St. Michael in his homily, “Recite the ancient but beautiful prayer to the archangel Michael, so he may continue to do battle and defend the greatest mystery of mankind: that the Word was made Man, died and rose again. This is our treasure. That he may battle on to safeguard it.” (9/29/14)
To whom it may concern, I am unsure of who to turn to. I had a weird dream and I’m hoping someone could help me decipher what it meant.
I have been having trouble at work lately my mental health my depression has gotten worse to the point where I’ve had to go back and see a therapist. This is a fairly new position and the potential for moving up but I have been extremely stressed. I feel like I’m in prison I have no way out I don’t know what to do and I don’t know how to quit my job or what to do to get a new one.
With that said today was a particularly odd day I told myself it’s going to be a good day and I went to work I suddenly got very sick, I think I’m coming down with a cold and my nose started sniffling i asked one of the supervisors if I could go home cuz I wasn’t feeling well she asked if I could try and stick it out till the end of the day. I agreed and then I went to lunch. When I got back from lunch I felt exhausted I’m having trouble with certain co-workers who think that everything is a competition so they’re loud and they’re obnoxious and they’re always trying to be first. Almost since day one of meeting these co-workers my mental health has severely declined mainly because I just don’t feel like they like me and normally that wouldn’t bother me if they weren’t so blatant about it.
After lunch we were set to do our work on her own and of course the trainer had a phone call so she left the room the co-workers immediately started yelling to each other back and forth from across the room trying to get through their work as fast as possible it was making it very hard for me to concentrate. About an hour later I told my supervisor I’m sorry I feel like I’m coming down with a fever I have to go. I left. When I got home I went straight to bed and fell asleep.
I had the oddest dream.
It started off with me being in a room that I had been in a long time ago during college I recognize the room and in the background there was music from an artist that I used to like, her music is hauntingly eerie and it was the artists music but at the same time it wasn’t and I can’t pinpoint my finger as to what it was.
I went from being in this room to being in my home. My parents were saying that it was time for me to leave the house they wanted to move out of house and they could sell their old home and they were kind of giving me a hard time about it.
I was so distraught and my mother couldn’t take it anymore that she left the room, my father was laying on the couch and I was filled with so much anger and so much rage and I said I just want to punch this co-worker she’s just she won’t stop and I feel like she’s doing it on purpose and I just want to punch her so much I want to punch her like this and I showed my dad how I wanted to punch her by punching him.
My father immediately stood up and said – I am tired of always beating myself up over my mistakes I’m not about to let you beat me up as well when I was young I had a girlfriend I impregnated her and I abandoned her for your mother. (This by the way is not true but that’s what came out of his mouth) after that his eyes looked upward toward the ceiling and he asked me did you do that? I looked at him and said do what? No…. I turned around and on the chandelier was an upside-down cross. It wasn’t just any cross, in my mother’s home country the people of the village sell artisinal wooden crosses that are painted colorful they have a hook and it’s normally at the top of the Cross so that you can hang it. But somehow the hook was on the bottom of the Cross and it was hanging from that hook upside down. I said oh my God no I did not do that why would I do that?! my father took it down and said we do not allow this in our house and I said I know neither do I.
Almost as if it was next day I was back at my job but it was a different setting I was in a prison I kept hearing the words follow the LUWs (logical unit of work).
I guess we were volunteering or being trained in the prison as correctional officers I’m not sure. Regardless they had me sitting at a computer and after helping about two or three people the third person approaches the window and I said I don’t want to do this this is not what I want to do anymore I don’t want to be here.
I grabbed the person’s receipt instead of giving it to them I turned around got Up from my chair and went to go find my supervisor for the prison to tell them that I didn’t want to be there anymore.
On the way out the door I come into this giant Courtyard and ther e are correctional officers running around the courtyard I guess doing their exercise and I see a skinny short girl. This girl I recognized her from high school and since I’m lost I approached and I said hey I know you she says yeah I know you too how are you doing? I’m okay. She said yeah I stay skinny so all the people from high school can be jealous of my skinny body. I thought that was an odd comment.
I asked her where can I find the supervisor trainee of the correctional officer she points.
I walked towards the direction of where she pointed and I entered what look like a giant hangar that led outside. Before entering the hanger there are rows and rows of prisoners in Gray and orange jumpsuits they’re handcuffed and tied to rails I weave my way through the prisoners to come out to the other side to my left there is a door and a rail and handcuffed to that rail is a prisoner in a wheelchair an old woman who is blind. Standing nearby her is a nun and she is handcuffed but she’s not with the other prisoners either neither is she handcuffed to the rail she is just standing there with handcuffs next to the lady in the wheelchair. As I look towards the parking lot of the prison I see a large group of nuns walking towards the prison and nobody seems to notice until the nuns say come with us hurry and the nun starts running with the others away from the prison, at that point next to the rail is a tree, I hide behind the tree and watch as the nun cackling runs away with the group of nuns cackling then I hear a second cackle and I knew before I turn to look at the rail that it would be gone and that the blind woman would be freed and a handcuff dangling from her wrist the rail had disappeared and she with great speed starts to Wheel her way in the same direction as the nuns fled cackling whole time. At this point I’m extremely confused and the old classmate I saw walks out in normal clothes a white shirt and blue jeans comes out of the door and the railing reappears and she says I like to dress sexy when I get off of work so these prisoners know what they’re missing at that point she turns towards all the prisoners standing in rows she shoves her hands down her pants touches herself pulls her hand out and puts up her middle finger towards the prisoners all while they’re hooting and hollering at her. And then she walks away. Very strange very odd and I’m disgusted. Suddenly a loud horn goes off the prisoners turn from facing forward they turn to their left and start walking inside towards the hangar. As they’re walking in wards another group of prisoners these ones all in Orange bigger meaner and I’m assuming more dangerous prisoners lined up to take their position they hook themselves up to the railings above them but this time the correctional officers are putting electrical units on to their cuffs I assume to keep them from trying to run away. One of the correctional officers sees me staring and says hey volunteer if you’re looking for the bathroom you need to go to the rainbow belt and in order to do that you have to get past these guys. I suddenly felt like I was 10 inch tall and I was able to weave between these very dangerous looking prisoners to get to the other side of the hanger. I turn to my right and I see a greenish neon sign that says rainbow belt I start walking towards it as I approach the sign and the end of the hallway I see a man standing at his hair is blond his eyes are bright blue he’s wearing a white button-up shirt and blue jeans. At that moment I realized I’ve had this dream before and I’ve been here before. And as my Deja Vu kicks in I remember that man being taken into an interrogation room and him saying I am Michael Connor I am a CIA agent. I turned to and see a correctional officer walking towards me I’m assuming that he’s headed towards the man with the white button-up shirt and I say that’s Michael Connor he’s a CIA agent we’ve done this before he’s innocent don’t arrest him he is innocent he’s been here before we’ve done this before his name is Michael Connor I don’t know why but it’s so important for me to tell the correctional officer that this man is innocent. He doesn’t listen to me. This is when I begin to kind of wake up from my dream but I’m still in that dream-state so I’m having trouble opening my eyes I’m laying on my right side on my bed and I feel my bed shaking pretty violently I can hear a voice saying follow the LUWs but I also hear a voice that says it’s time to wake up but I can’t open my eyes so I turn to my left side to see if maybe that will help wake me up and maybe it’s me shaking the bed but sure enough the bed is still shaking and again I hear the voice saying you need to wake up. I then turned lay on my back trying really hard to open my eyes and I’m still feeling the bed shaking I finally am able to wake up.
I have no idea what this dream means the only thing I do know is that the man Michael is indeed st. Michael the Archangel and he was trying to awake me from the dream.
The other thing I know is that ever since I’ve started this position I felt like I’m in a prison I feel like I’m being boxed and that I have no way out because of my medical conditions I need this job I need this health insurance I need this dental insurance I need to make this money to pay my bills but I’ve also been extremely miserable and I feel trapped. So if anybody at all could email me what they think this dream meant I would greatly appreciate it because I’m desperate and this is not the only time I have front of an upside-down cross I have dreamt of crucifixes breaking apart I’ve had an actual crucifix that my grandma gave me break apart in my hands and I kept reaching to grab it and as I grabbed it it would break apart from the place where I touched it and that that happeed in real life I still have that Rosary broken in pieces laying in my office room table.
I would really like some guidance because I’m not sure where else to turn to. Thank you very much for your time and I’m so very sorry for the very long comment