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St. Francis of Regis (1597-1640) had much devotion to the angels and especially to his guardian angel, to whom he entrusted all his good works to present them before God. He never passed by a church without invoking the guardian angel of the church or parish and the angels of its inhabitants. Likewise, when he passed by a cemetery, he would commend himself to the angels of all the dead buried there and pray for them, sending them his priestly blessing.
One day, he was passing by a street, when an invisible hand stopped him and he could not walk. At that moment, from the window of a neighboring house he was asked to come up, because there was a dying person. He went up to the house and heard in confession the dying man and gave him the last sacraments. He never doubted that it was his angel who had stopped him so that he could attend to this sick person who was dying.
BLESSED ANNA SCHÄFFER (1882-1925), at the age of 18 suffers an accident and is paralyzed for life. The remaining 25 years of her life will be a continuous martyrdom, but she will know how to accept God's will and will offer herself as a victim for the salvation of the world. Since 1901 she sees her angel. In 1910 she receives the grace of the stigmata to participate in the passion of Jesus. In 1914 she arrives to the spiritual marriage.
When she received communion, she always asked her angel to help her in her weakness to make a good communion. She loved Jesus the Eucharist immensely and often received the grace that her angel would take her (in reality or in spirit) to distant churches, where special acts of adoration or solemn masses were celebrated to adore Jesus in the sacrament. She says, for example: On August 31, 1918, I found myself in a very large church in front of the exposed Blessed Sacrament, in front of which there were numerous burning candles. There he saw thousands of angels, adoring Jesus, and that two angels, of special majesty, were on both sides of the Blessed Sacrament on their knees, adoring their Lord.
One witness relates the following: Every day I went to Ana's house. I would He blessed with holy water and she made the sign of the cross. Around 6.45 p.m. she would arrive the priest to give him communion. She was in her bed. And, when the priest deposited the host on his tongue, around his bed appeared a very beautiful light and indescribable. I asked his mother if that always happened and she said yes.
FATHER JEAN EDOUARD LAMY (1853-1931) was a priest from a small village in France. His biographer, Count Paul Biver, says in the book he wrote about his life: One day, at a quarter to ten in the evening, I go to bed and turn off the light. After two or three minutes, I feel the lively conversation in the old priest's room. And in the silence of the night I hear male voices. Father Lamy was talking to his guardian angel.
Father Lamy would often say: We don't give angels the importance they have. We don't pray to them enough. They look at us as their little brothers in need. And they care for us with great love. He had as his special protector the archangel St. Gabriel. He suffered from visual problems and in his old age he almost lost it completely. But the angel helped him, when he went out to visit the sick at night. Without his help he would have fallen hundreds of times on those dark streets and, above all, with the winter snow. The archangel, with other angels, accompanied him in front with enough light so that he could see the way and, sometimes, when he finished visiting the sick, being very tired, suddenly he was at the door of the parsonage, as if he had been miraculously transported by the angels in an instant.
GABRIELA BOSSIS is a great French mystic, who died in 1950 and whose Diary, entitled El y yo, has had more than 50 editions in different languages. On July 7, 1940, she tells a friend: Invite the angels and saints to accompany you to recognize your home, think that they are there to accompany you in all your acts. They are your elder brothers. On December 13, 1944, Jesus tells her: I am in the tabernacle and I ask you to come and keep me company in union with the angels who surrounded me in the garden of olives. They were there to sustain my strength. You come here to sustain my strength in my solitude. As you see, there is no one in the church. My visitors are few and their visits are brief and hurried.
Fr Ángel Peña