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		By: Lynne Feifer		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2016 20:58:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Allie, I just love this post and it reminded me of when an angel showed up at my home.
Years ago, with a three year old by my side and a one year old on my hip, I answered the door and saw a woman standing on our front steps with a beautiful, three year old little boy.  She introduced herself and her son, and said they had purchased the home across the street.  They hadn’t moved in yet and were living about 40 minutes away.  I invited her in and we talked at length while the kids played quite nicely together.  She said she wasn’t feeling well, had recently found out that she was pregnant, and really wanted to lay down before driving back home.  I decided I’d take the three kids to the playground down the street to give her some peace and quiet.  Now if you’ve ever had a “gut feeling” about someone, or feel like you’ve know a person forever even though you’ve already met them, then you know what I’m talking about.  There was an instantaneous connection between our families, and Mary and I felt completely comfortable with each other.  So comfortable with each other in fact that I allowed a stranger to rest in my home without me being there and she to allow a stranger to take her son to the park!  Neither of us had any concerns.  There are some things in life you “just know”.  And this was one of them.  Our first meeting always reminds me that exact Bible verse and I&#039;m forever grateful that our families have remained as close through the years.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Allie, I just love this post and it reminded me of when an angel showed up at my home.<br />
Years ago, with a three year old by my side and a one year old on my hip, I answered the door and saw a woman standing on our front steps with a beautiful, three year old little boy.  She introduced herself and her son, and said they had purchased the home across the street.  They hadn’t moved in yet and were living about 40 minutes away.  I invited her in and we talked at length while the kids played quite nicely together.  She said she wasn’t feeling well, had recently found out that she was pregnant, and really wanted to lay down before driving back home.  I decided I’d take the three kids to the playground down the street to give her some peace and quiet.  Now if you’ve ever had a “gut feeling” about someone, or feel like you’ve know a person forever even though you’ve already met them, then you know what I’m talking about.  There was an instantaneous connection between our families, and Mary and I felt completely comfortable with each other.  So comfortable with each other in fact that I allowed a stranger to rest in my home without me being there and she to allow a stranger to take her son to the park!  Neither of us had any concerns.  There are some things in life you “just know”.  And this was one of them.  Our first meeting always reminds me that exact Bible verse and I&#8217;m forever grateful that our families have remained as close through the years.</p>
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		By: Leslie@LittleGemsUSA.com		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-2109</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Leslie@LittleGemsUSA.com]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2015 21:44:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Chills I have here... :)]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chills I have here&#8230; 🙂</p>
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		By: daniella		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1858</link>

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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2015 04:11:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Great job Allie!
I am amazed at all the stories that are revealed through this one.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great job Allie!<br />
I am amazed at all the stories that are revealed through this one.</p>
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		By: Diana		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1832</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diana]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2015 03:22:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[What a great story about angels! Thanks for sharing it with us.
I tried making an angel  in the snow a couple of years ago, the snow was so deep and I was laughing so hard I couldn&#039;t get up. By the time I did you never would have guess what it was. You made an awesome angel in the snow.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a great story about angels! Thanks for sharing it with us.<br />
I tried making an angel  in the snow a couple of years ago, the snow was so deep and I was laughing so hard I couldn&#8217;t get up. By the time I did you never would have guess what it was. You made an awesome angel in the snow.</p>
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		By: Barbara B.		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1830</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Barbara B.]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2015 02:32:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[What a wonderful story and how amazing it is that so many people experience these (coincidences), however we know for a certainty that these are real life dramas that take place under the watchful EYE of our HEAVENLY FATHER because HE loves each person so very much and sends His Ambassadors to guide HIS children in many unexpected and miraculous ways.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a wonderful story and how amazing it is that so many people experience these (coincidences), however we know for a certainty that these are real life dramas that take place under the watchful EYE of our HEAVENLY FATHER because HE loves each person so very much and sends His Ambassadors to guide HIS children in many unexpected and miraculous ways.</p>
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		By: Laura Cook		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1828</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Laura Cook]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2015 23:43:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I too believe in angels!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I too believe in angels!</p>
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		By: Aunt Margie		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1827</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Aunt Margie]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2015 23:37:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A friend and I were returning from dinner after a monsoon rainstorm, in the carpool lane, and my electrical system shut down  - no lights, brakes, or any controls would work. My friend was screaming, &quot;We&#039;re going to die, we&#039;re going to die!&quot; as my car drifted over 5 lanes and stopped, crooked, poking into the last lane of traffic, which was at the confluence of two freeways. Terrified, our car shuddering as cars and trucks screeched past, honking and barely missing us, a car came from behind, parked, a man jumped out, pushed our car about 10 yards down the road and out of danger, jumped back in his car and was gone. We ALWAYS wondered....and always will!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A friend and I were returning from dinner after a monsoon rainstorm, in the carpool lane, and my electrical system shut down  &#8211; no lights, brakes, or any controls would work. My friend was screaming, &#8220;We&#8217;re going to die, we&#8217;re going to die!&#8221; as my car drifted over 5 lanes and stopped, crooked, poking into the last lane of traffic, which was at the confluence of two freeways. Terrified, our car shuddering as cars and trucks screeched past, honking and barely missing us, a car came from behind, parked, a man jumped out, pushed our car about 10 yards down the road and out of danger, jumped back in his car and was gone. We ALWAYS wondered&#8230;.and always will!</p>
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		By: Maggie		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1826</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Maggie]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2015 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My story is:
   I had just moved to Nashville, TN. I bought a one-of-a-kind desk at a flea market. Somehow I got it into the back of my midsized car. It didn&#039;t occur to me until I returned to my apartment that I had to somehow by myself carry it from the car, up a steep flight of stairs to my apartment. I didn&#039;t know what to do nor did I have anyone to call to help me. As I&#039;m thinking what to do, a man late 20s/early 30s wearing a gray sweatshirt &#038; jeans comes around the corner and offers to help me. Usually, I would never let a strange guy into my apartment, but I needed the help so I let him help me get the desk into my apartment. He chatted a little with me about the last tenants. After that night, I never saw him again. He may have been another resident of the apartment complex, but I&#039;ve always wondered if he was an angel. 
    I think it&#039;s interesting that each of us remembers very specific details about these angels like their clothing.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My story is:<br />
   I had just moved to Nashville, TN. I bought a one-of-a-kind desk at a flea market. Somehow I got it into the back of my midsized car. It didn&#8217;t occur to me until I returned to my apartment that I had to somehow by myself carry it from the car, up a steep flight of stairs to my apartment. I didn&#8217;t know what to do nor did I have anyone to call to help me. As I&#8217;m thinking what to do, a man late 20s/early 30s wearing a gray sweatshirt &amp; jeans comes around the corner and offers to help me. Usually, I would never let a strange guy into my apartment, but I needed the help so I let him help me get the desk into my apartment. He chatted a little with me about the last tenants. After that night, I never saw him again. He may have been another resident of the apartment complex, but I&#8217;ve always wondered if he was an angel.<br />
    I think it&#8217;s interesting that each of us remembers very specific details about these angels like their clothing.</p>
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		By: Nancy Hammettj		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1825</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Nancy Hammettj]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2015 21:02:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thank You  for sharing this story of Gods Blessing.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank You  for sharing this story of Gods Blessing.</p>
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		By: Allie Taylor		</title>
		<link>https://www.throughherlookingglass.com/snow-angels-in-disguise/#comment-1824</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Allie Taylor]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2015 19:11:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Wow, these are truly amazing stories, thank you so much for taking the time to share with the rest of us. I hope there will be more. Interesting to me, is that in each situation mentioned so far, there was an emergency needing quick, immediate action. And in a couple of the stories including the one I told, there were two angels.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, these are truly amazing stories, thank you so much for taking the time to share with the rest of us. I hope there will be more. Interesting to me, is that in each situation mentioned so far, there was an emergency needing quick, immediate action. And in a couple of the stories including the one I told, there were two angels.</p>
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