I believe! As I laid helplessly on a hospital gurney in July of 1989 I watched as my guardian angel stood over my body and protected me from being taken away. His exact words were “He is not ready yet”.
I was laying on my back but watching from above as I heard my angle speak with a stern voice, suddenly as I was looking up at numbers, hearing the dings and watching the numbers go up as the battle was won and we were in an elevator going upward.
Yes, I do believe in angles, God’s Angles who are sent here to help His children, like me.