Angels Are Everywhere

A few weeks ago I was out running some errands. At a red light I saw a homeless man with his sign. It looked professionally made and I thought to myself that someone must have made that sign for him? The words Homeless, God Bless, Donate If You Can were printed in perfect block letters.

I then intuited who made the signs for him. I saw that his daughter-in-law was making it for him. That led me to wonder why doesn’t he just live with his son and daughter-in-law? I have seen him on that corner before and always assumed he lived at a homeless mission, or under a bridge somewhere. But this time I remote viewed and saw him living by himself in what was a fairly nice apartment. I wondered then why he was saying he was homeless, if he had a nice apartment?

But a few days later I didn’t see him there anymore. Wondering where he had gone, I once again tapped into my sixth sense and I felt he was no longer with us. His spirit was no longer inside of his physical body.

This past Sunday I read a news report about him. He had been found deceased in his apartment. He had died of a heart attack. He was divorced and apparently fell into depression and found comfort in being around traffic and making his living being ‘homeless.’ He also had a son in California, who is doing quite well for himself.

Be kind to strangers, because it’s the loving thing to do. Also, you never know – they could be angels ~ Scott Curran

It was a regular thing to see him in that street. He would sometimes have different Bible verses printed on his homeless sign. People often spoke about how he had a ‘Jesus quality’ to him. They just felt this energy around him. Many of the local business people in the area would come out and visit with him on their lunch breaks. He was an important part of the community, one man said on the news. “Not having him say ‘bless you’ to me every day is definitely something I will miss,” said the man. “He was a good guy,” another local resident commented.

So, I was in my car yesterday, and in the corner of my eye I saw him again! It was as though he wanted people to see him one last time. He was happy and waving to the cars as they drove on by. I don’t know if everyone was able to see him, but I sure did. I waved as I drove by, and he smiled and waved back. Angels are everywhere.