It was not unusual for me to pray to God and seek guidance and protection from the Angels above. My God-given gifts intensified dramatically during a near-death experience in my teenage years. One winter day in Germany, I was running an errand for my mother. With a large return to make, I carefully pushed my bicycle across the icy road, mindful of the green light. As I almost made it across, everything went dark, and a bright light surrounded me. I felt the presence of Angels, almost as if they were shielding me from harm.

When I regained consciousness in the ambulance, I learned the full story. My father had witnessed the incident. He saw me struck by a vehicle and watched in horror as I flew through the air towards a metal pole. He ran towards me but halted in awe, realizing that something—an unseen force—had cushioned my fall and prevented me from hitting the pole. I should have hit that metal pole with my head, causing brain damage or possibly death. This miraculous experience reaffirmed my connection to the divine and the protective presence of Angels in my life.