Many years ago when I was a young 23 years old, I bought a brand new Honda Civic Hatchback. A few short months later I began to hear a very loud, male voice each night when I fell asleep. It didn’t seem to be a dream, but instead just the voice asking me the same question every evening without fail. The question was, “You know that you don’t have any brake lights don’t you?” For some reason, I always answered, “Yes!” The question would only be asked of me once each night. After about the fourth night in a row of the same loud voice asking me the same question, I was sitting at work one day thinking about it. I thought it odd, but being a 23-year-old female who knew absolutely zero about cars, I let it go. My thought at that age was that if my car was brand new, there couldn’t/shouldn’t be anything wrong with it…LOL A few more nights went by where the same voice with the same question occupied my sleeping hours. After about a week, I was driving home from an evening out with my roommate, and I told her about the voice and the question. As we neared our apartment, I asked her if she would do me a favor when we arrived in the parking area by standing at the back of my car to see if I had working brake lights? I had absolutely no brake lights whatsoever. From that point on, the warning voice was gone. In my heart I believe that it was the voice of God trying very hard to get my attention. Once I realized that I truly didn’t have any brake lights, He was satisfied.

On my way back from the doctors office when my two children were both small 2 and 4 about 25 yrs ago My car was really low on gas I only had 1 blk to go before the gas station to get gas but I ran out of gas before I could make it there, so my children and I walked to the gas station I only had enough money to purchase the gas not a gas can to put it in because the gas can was a little too much. so there was another gas station about a half block away so me thinking maybe the gas can will be cheaper there we started walking as I'm thinking what I'm I gonna do if I can not afford a gas can to put gas in, praying that it would be cheap enough to afford both as we are walking to the right of me is a big open parking lot empty but as I looked across it to the alley way beyond the lot is a gas can sitting there, we went over and got the can I knew right away that it was Devine intervention I always have believed the angels put that can there and still do, well I got the gas then when I got back to my car it was a little hard to put in gas because I had no funnel well then a ambulance driver stops brings out a paper cup makes a funnel and put the gas in my car. I kept the gas can even though it had a small hole in it I didn't lose any on the way back to my car. I believe it all worked because the angels were there.

@ Karen Wiseman that was a very amazing story! Are guardian angels are always there to watch over us and most people don't understand the little voice inside us always trying to guide us "intuition" and whenever we ignore it always end up regretting it 95 percent of time.

So uplifting :) I mustn't forget my guardian angels.

Amazing stories @Paula :), I love them! Thank you for sharing. And wow @Emily, it's not often I meet another Lezlie with a Z (I never have) ;). Too cool <3.

Im positive miracles happen in the smallest of ways, but we just have to keep our eyes open. SUCH a beautiful article!

When I was 12 & 1/2 years old I was in my room doing my homework while my much younger brother & sister were in the living room watching t.v. Mom, Dad, & Grandpa were 5 minutes away in the new house working to get it finished so we could move into it. Before they left us I saw my mom lock her sewing room door. The only way that either of my siblings would have been able to unlock the door was for either of them to climb up on top of the wood stove but it was far too hot to do so as there was a fire going in it making that possible. As the evening advanced I was gradually getting warmer & warmer to the point that I had to frequently change into lighter & lighter clothing, when I was finally stripped down to a bikini top & a pair of shorts I was still was far too hot to be able to concentrate on my homework so I decided to take a break & go see how my brother & sister were doing. We had a much smaller wood stove in the bathroom right off my bedroom (you had to go through the bathroom to get to my bedroom) which my mom had loaded up with presto logs, what she thought would be enough to last for the several hours while they were @ the new house. What she didn't know, or realize, was that the little wood stove could safely accommodate a tiny bit over 2 presto logs but anything more was very dangerous. She put 3 into the wood stove, making a very dangerous situation to occur. As there were only 2 ways in or out of my room, the bathroom or my mom's sewing room. As I was reaching for the handle of my bedroom door something made me stop & turn towards my mom's sewing room instead & that is the way I left my room that night. I never even thought at the time about the fact that I shouldn't be able to leave by that route because I had seen Mom lock her sewing room door from the outside of the door. After I got out into the living room where my siblings were watching t.v. I saw that they were watching a show that I really liked so I sat down to watch it with them but after a couple of minutes I realized that I shouldn't have been able to leave my room the way I did but something didn't want me to dwell on the puzzle so I just went back to watching the t.v. program. I am even to this day not sure if I was the one to see the fire coming through a hole in the wall separating the laundry room & the living room or if my sister did & screamed "Fire" or ev