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When Angels Come to Men

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In ancient days remote in the dim vagueness of the morning world, men looked for angel guests and were not disappointed. Sometimes in the hush of night, under the solemn stars, a wayfarer might see a ladder stretching from earth to heaven, the rounds of which were trodden by angel feet, ascending and descending. Again in the tremulous sweetness of the early dawn, when the sky grew bright and golden and the birds began to sing in copse and hedge, angels came walking over dew-wet fields, or encamped around beleaguered cities. At high noon they glided into homes where men sat at meat, or at eventide they sat beside men in the tent door. Nobody seemed surprised or alarmed or disturbed at a vision of angels; their forms majestic and commanding, their faces serene and compassionate, their voices clear and vibrant struck no terror to the hearts of men. It was as if earth had a door ajar through which heavenly visitors came and went, and heavenly harmonies swept, and heavenly fragrance was wafted, and men and women then had an intimate converse with God, fuller, closer, more spontaneous than most of us now enjoy. As we have drifted farther away from the ideal of the child ever in the Father’s house, we have lost our birthright of fellowship with the Father’s angels.

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Learn about When Angels Come to Men :

In ancient days remote in the dim vagueness of the morning world, men looked for angel guests and were not disappointed. Sometimes in the hush of night, under the solemn stars, a wayfarer might see a ladder stretching from earth to heaven, the rounds of which were trodden by angel feet, ascending and descending. Again in the tremulous sweetness of the early dawn, when the sky grew bright and golden and the birds began to sing in copse and hedge, angels came walking over dew-wet fields, or encamped around beleaguered cities. At high noon they glided into homes where men sat at meat, or at eventide they sat beside men in the tent door. Nobody seemed surprised or alarmed or disturbed at a vision of angels; their forms majestic and commanding, their faces serene and compassionate, their voices clear and vibrant struck no terror to the hearts of men. It was as if earth had a door ajar through which heavenly visitors came and went, and heavenly harmonies swept, and heavenly fragrance was wafted, and men and women then had an intimate converse with God, fuller, closer, more spontaneous than most of us now enjoy. As we have drifted farther away from the ideal of the child ever in the Father’s house, we have lost our birthright of fellowship with the Father’s angels.

The Book in which we read about our Father, and which speaks to us of His love, and conveys to us His instructions, is melodious with the rustle of angel wings. In many a page, we hear them like music; we are never amazed when we meet an angel messenger or listen to an angel message in any chapter of Old Testament history, in any story of bard or prophet; in any quietly told account of what happened in the New Testament dispensation, after our Lord had come to dwell among men.

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