My angels are numbered. Let me tell you how Ned got his number. It all began with a book I read in 1991, The Messengers, by Julia Ingram and G.W. Hardin. In one chapter angels were making themselves known to four different individuals in the guise of the numbers 444. As a matter of fact, the chapter was titled ‘The 444’s’. In the book, a lady who supposedly could talk to the angels, told the main character that his special angel was number 4. This triggered a memory for me. Many years ago I had been told that the number 7 was very important to me. Could it be that my special angel was numbered 777? I believed so and connected the name, Celeste, with that number. Before long I came to feel that many angels were with me and I identified some by numbers. ”
Once aware of the angels in my life it was wonderful the way they made themselves known to me whenever I called upon them. Presently, an awareness crept into my psyche whenever triple numbers appeared, whether on license plates, advertised telephone numbers on poles and billboards or even a particular hymn number on Sunday morning. Whatever was happening, it was a good thing–but back to Ned.
I’m one of those people who makes a little time for quietness before the start of the day. I was reading an article in an angel magazine one morning, and the writer was describing an incident where she was mentally asking for help with a computer program she was working on which had to do with finances. Suddenly, the name ‘Ned’ came to her. Shaking her head at this imaginative voice, she continued trying to conquer the problem she was having–to no avail. Once again she found herself mentally saying, “I need some help here” and once again the name ‘Ned’ popped into her mind. The writer had a name book on hand and looked up ‘Ned’. It was a derivative of Edward, meaning prosperous guardian. “Great” she thought, “I can live with that kind of help, thank you very much,” and soon found her thinking had cleared and the problem was solved.
Back to my angels. As yet I wasn’t aware of my prosperity angel and the number 999 suddenly came to my mind. Wondering if Ned and 999 were connected I began to look for that particular number on my drive to work.
A feeling of vague disappointment enveloped me as I neared my destination and my prosperity angel had not manifested yet. Suddenly, a traffic tie-up occurred in front of me. Knowing there was a short-cut I could take, I turned the first corner I came to. There, parked at the side of the road to my right, was a car with the license plate N E D. Awesome! But that is not the end of the story. That afternoon I entertained a business colleague who knew my penchant for angels and their numbers. Nonchalantly, over a cup of coffee, she volunteered the following information, “By the way, on my way over here the car in front of me had 999 on the license plate–I thought you might be interested.”
That’s how I know Ned is and Angel.