There are countless stories of Angels ministering to people inside the temples of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Temples are like a bridge to the other world. A common theme to the stories of Angels are how the experiences are not loud, but are soft, quiet experiences. These experiences remind us of the importance of the Heavenly work in we are privileged to participate. Heavenly occurrences, these small and quiet experiences, connect us to the people on the other side.
This powerful story had taken place in the Carston Alberta Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
President Edward J. Wood, the first president of the Cardston Alberta Temple told a story of a spiritual experience he had while sealing a woman and children to her deceased husband. President Wood stopped in the middle of the ordinance and asked the woman if all her children were present. The woman affirmed that all her children were present and President Wood continued again with the ordinance. President, again attempted to start the ordinance again, and stopped again, asking the woman if all her children were listed on the ordinance sheet. She said they were, but the President stopped again at the same spot and said “Sister, didn’t you ever have any other children?” To this the woman replied that she had a daughter that had died in infancy and her name had not been included on the sheet. President Wood said that he heard a voice saying “I am her child.”
Elder Holland gave a talk titled “Ministering of Angels”
My beloved brothers and sisters, I testify of angels, both the heavenly and the mortal kind. In doing so I am testifying that God never leaves us alone, never leaves us unaided in the challenges that we face. “[N]or will he, so long as time shall last, or the earth shall stand, or there shall be one man [or woman or child] upon the face thereof to be saved.” On occasions, global or personal, we may feel we are distanced from God, shut out from heaven, lost, alone in dark and dreary places. Often enough that distress can be of our own making, but even then the Father of us all is watching and assisting. And always there are those angels who come and go all around us, seen and unseen, known and unknown, mortal and immortal.
May we all believe more readily in, and have more gratitude for, the Lord’s promise as contained in one of President Monson’s favorite scriptures: “I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, … my Spirit shall be in your [heart], and mine angels round about you, to bear you up.” In the process of praying for those angels to attend us, may we all try to be a little more angelic ourselves—with a kind word, a strong arm, a declaration of faith and “the covenant wherewith [we] have covenanted.” Perhaps then we can be emissaries sent from God when someone, perhaps a Primary child, is crying, “Darkness … afraid … river … alone.” To this end I pray in the sacred name of Jesus Christ, amen.