I have always believed in the ministry of Angels.
Heb 1 14 “Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who shall be heirs of salvation?”
On the night my dad died I was totally worn out. I had been up with him at 5 am every morning..taken care of him all day until bed time for six straight weeks...he had gone down hill quickly, but he wanted to die at home. We knew the time was close, but not which day.
That night I fell into bed at 10.30. I could only think of how tired I was. With my eyes closed I saw 4 angels in our bedroom..one was by the door, one at the foot of my bed, one at the foot of David's bed..and one by the side of David's bed.
I KNEW that if I opened my eyes they would be there...I opened my eyes and sure enough there they were!
Like you mentioned...not floaty spirits...but BIG ,strong, men. They did have white gowns on which surprised me...and they had blond hair which equally surprised me! They seemed about 6' 8" or so , with strong arms. ( No wings)
I knew right then that they had come for my dad.
Stupidly, I never asked them anything, it never went through my mind to say anything...I was just so happy to see them 'taking charge. I was just so relieved, I thought- " Oh good, the angels are here, so I can leave dad with them, and go to sleep."
I did say to myself, " If Dave and I have 4 angels in here...how many does my dad have in his room.!!"
I did then lift my head, (our door and my dad's door were wide open. I could see right into dads room) ...there was a bright, misty white light , like a glory cloud ..and it was a very " busy" in the room ...I could not see how many angels.
Then the bright white mist covered the doorway to his room...just as if God was saying to me - " Mind your own business, I've got this in hand."
I relaxed and fell asleep very happy.
I woke at 2am, and just knew that he had gone.
I checked, and he had. I danced around his bedroom, happy for him (he was 90) saying-
"You did it dad, you're Home, you walked through the valley of the shadow of death and your Home!!"
Dave and I had a cup of tea....then called the funeral home at 5am. ( He was a bit disappointed that he had missed it all , and slept right through!!)
I was a bit annoyed with myself, that I had seen the angels, but had asked then nothing.
Dave said that if I was supposed to ask them something,then God would have nudged me to do so.
But , I agree, except for wearing white gowns, they were very solid, strong, tall men. Not at all " spiritish" or floaty.
I am sure that is how Jesus was when revealing Himself to His disciples.