Do You believe in Angels

By Bro. Ken

Luke 4:10 For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over

thee, to keep thee:

Before I go any further into this story, I had better share that these are based on real testimonies as related of what really happened in my life and why I was so sure that God heard our prayers. Some names have been changed and this te

• Language: English
• Publisher: Westwood Books Publishing
• Release date: Feb 15, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685361624

Bro. Ken

I was born in 1942 on a rural rock farm in Central Alberta, Canada. There was Dad, Mom, two older sisters and in 1955 my youngest sister, but I'm still the only boy. The reason I call it a rock farm, is because it didn't seem to matter how many rocks the family picked, there was always a bumper crop of rocks next year. We moved into the city of Wetaskiwin in 1949, about 22 miles from the area of Pipestone, Alberta. Dad took a job with the Canadian Pacific Railroad as a night watchmen at the locomotive Roundhouse. Mom took a job cooking in a local restaurant. (we were considered average people now and not poor folk) On the farm, there was no church of any kind in our area, but mom was a Christian and read the bible to us and we had family devotion. Whenever someone would come out to our community hall and have a service we were always there. There were Lutheran, Baptist, Pentecostal and just traveling evangelists. It wasn't till I was 12 years old before I learned that each denomination figured they had the only true teaching. They all preached that Jesus was the Son of God and he died on Calvary's cross for our sins and rose three days later, so we that believe in him and call upon him may rise also to be with him in Heaven. This is what the bible taught, and we were taught to believe the word of God. The first church I attended regularly was The Salvation Army and they preached and lived by the bible. I could never figure out those man made traditions and I still can't. John 14:6 Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. I started preaching in 1971 and ministered in almost every denominational church at one time or the other. Had meetings in town halls, Orange halls, IOOF halls, Legion halls and any other place the Holy Spirit would open the door. In 1989 I came up with what they call Multiple Sclerosis and by the year 2000 I was quite limited

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Contents

Chapter 1: Child like Faith

Chapter 2: The Mobil Home

Chapter 3: Station wagon

Chapter 4: Lawn Mower

Chapter 5: God answers little prayers for a cat

Chapter 6: Comments

Chapter 7: My Angels

Chapter 8: Suicide attempt Accident

Chapter 9: The Al/Can Highway

Chapter 10: Ice Bridge

Chapter 11: Pulling Triples

Chapter 12: Hitch Hiker

Chapter 13: Trucking Change

Chapter 14: Quit Trucking

Chapter 15: Arizona

Chapter 16: Trucking in your blood

Do you believe in angels or better yet,

your own guardian angels?

Luke 4:10 For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee:

Before I go any further into this story, I had better share that these are based on real testimonies as related of what really happened in my life and why I was so sure that God heard our prayers. Some names have been changed and this testimony starts in 1967. and as to Why I Trust God Completely

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Child like Faith

In 1968 we lived in Edmonton right across from a playground, and I think the world of my family. When our son Darren was three, he and our daughter Lori was six and they were across the street from our house playing in the playground. Darren had climbed up the slide and fell off. Lori came running home crying and told us Darren is hurt. We rushed over to the playground and it looked like his leg was broken, so we took him to emergency and sure enough he came out with a cast on and a little pair of crutches. In a few days he thought this was pretty neat because of all the attention he was getting and using the crutches became second nature to him.

He had the cast on for six weeks and when they took the cast off, he was good as new, but lacked the attention.

Two & a half years later, we were going to church. It was the beginning of winter and our back landing was strewn with winter boots. Now there were three steps from the kitchen down to the landing which led to the outside.

We were running late and I was on the landing putting on my boots and Darren was by the kitchen door nattering as to how he wanted to put his boots on too. I was a little irritated and impatient so I picked him up and set him down on the landing, but being irritated I didn’t set him down to gently. He let out a scream and started crying and what had happened was when I plunked him down, the leg he had broken before landed on one of the boots laying there, and being off balance he slipped off it and broke his leg again.

Well needless to say I felt like a real heel a guilty one at that, because it was my fault. It didn’t help when the wife got on my case about how mean I was etc. I did what any macho man would do when he was embarrassed, guilty and hurt, I hid behind anger and got mad at everybody.

His mother took him to emergency and they put a cast on again. After he cried and complained about his leg still hurting, we took him back to our family doctor and after re-x-raying and resetting the doctor said it was just like a skiing break, it was a twisted break and when he was about eight or nine, they would have to re-break and reset it.

After the cast was off, his foot turned outward more and more as time went on and he could not run. He would sort of hop and skip plus he would cry during the night because of pain.

We were just babes in Christ at the time and I spent many hours asking God to forgive me and heal Darren. I also ask Darren to forgive me and told him how sorry I was. I don’t know how much he understood, but he still seemed to love his dad.

About six months later we had an evangelist in at the Edmonton Revival Centre for special meetings, by the name of Joe Poppell.

He said his gift from God was praying for back and leg problems. He would set people in a chair and then measure their leg length. All that had back pain had one leg shorter than the other, anywhere from one half inch to one & a half inches.

He would then proceed to pray and ask God to put the back in proper alignment and right before your eyes you

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