Another Angel fot the Choir

It is exceedingly difficult to lose someone we care about. It matters not if we actually know them one-on-one. We have our heroes, those we look up to and admire.

A while back someone told me that God needed another rose for His garden. And then I heard that He needed another angel for His choir.

In some small way those claims helped me to make sense of things that sometimes make no sense. Pain is inevitable, but I am told that suffering is optional, dependent on the trust we have in God.

I am sorry you are in pain. Be assured it will pass. I Love You...

Angel Hugs

As this angel cradles the kitties, so it is with us. Have you ever felt alone? And then for whatever the reason, you felt better?

Sometimes we just can't be still enough for long enough. Well, that's MY problem anyway.

But every now and then, if we remain still and quiet, a miracle happens. It is as if the air actually feels warmer. And the mood lifts. And before you know it, all is well in your world as you sit enfolded in the arms of an angel.

I love those glimpses into Love. I feel loved, important... necessary. May angels hover over you and keep you from harm.

Necessary Angels

As the angel dances upon the water and is the water, we need to be grateful for the abundant supply we have. Many do not have the luxury of fresh, clean water on this planet.

We need to turn back to the simple things in life and know that the most basic necessities are to be celebrated: food, shelter, clothing, the air we breathe, and yes, pure, crystal clear water.

May the angel of necessity follow you and provide all your needs.

The Grocery Wrangler

If you're like me, angels come and go in and out of your life. I don't mean the kind with wings and halos, rather those who walk into your day and just make it brighter.

It could be the clerk at the grocery store who offers a kind word as you're fumbling around looking for some change. Or maybe it's the stranger in passing who talks to you and smiles as if they have known you for a lifetime.

And then...

There are times when it's one of the people you are the closest to who surprise you the most.

Yesterday it was someone close to me who rushed in to save my day. Surely his halo shines bright.

He had come to take me shopping... that beginning of the month ordeal where you don't even know where to start.

His patience was impeccable. And his help equally so. It's difficult getting around with a cane and feeling like you are slowing everyone else down. But you couldn't tell if it did bother him.

Four stores and two hours later we approached my building and I was exhausted. I had to forgo grocery shopping because my body just wouldn't allow it. I was whipped, done, finis!!!

He retrieved one of the grocery carts on site and loaded it up with all the bags. I felt so grateful. I don't know how I would have gotten all this done without help. In that respect, the beginning of the month is a humbling experience for me. I have to accept the help I so willingly gave for so many years. It isn't easy. Getting old has many drawbacks. For me it is hard to accept help. I've always believed that if I couldn't do it, it didn't need to be done. What flawed thinking!

Upon entering the lobby we were met by several people announcing the bad news - the elevator was out of order. Had I been alone coming out of a taxi or off the bus, I would have been stranded there waiting for the repairman to come and fix it.

But my angel said, "That's all right I can get all this up there." And so he did... all six floors! Ah, the privilege of youth! At 17 he had everything up and in the apartment in two trips up those 78 steps. (Yes, I counted them.) I was so very grateful that I had not had the energy left to get the grocery shopping done.

All I had to do then was somehow make the steps on my own steam. I had done that the previous day when, again, the elevator had been ill. With back, joint and breathing problems that is no small task, but I made it, stopping every few steps and resting to catch my breath.

So who was this angel sent by God? My friend's son, BJ. He is 17, God-filled, and one of the sweetest and most gentle souls I have ever had the privilege to call friend.

The song you hear playing is his favorite song, 'Who Are You When I'm Not Looking by Blake Shelton. I don't have to wonder who you are when I'm not looking. I have felt the brush of your wings.

Thank you, BJ. You saved me and I am grateful for you and your kindness. Next time I will cook for you!!!

p.s. I ate your candy... and you ran away with my mop... haha But I still love you... kiss kiss

Angel of the LORD

Matthew 28

²And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.

³His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:

⁴And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.

⁵And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.

⁶He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

Liquid Sunshine

I'm not sure how many angels you have in your life. My life is abundant with them.

I have sought abundance in this area of my life, always asking God to bring them to me. And as sure as rain, they come.

And as rainbows follow rain, the sun comes out. It is then, like liquid sunshine, I see the angels I have requested.

If you don't have enough angels in your life, ask for them. You may be surprised as they show up, one by one.

　

May the Luck of the Irish Follow You

May you be Blessed...

Not only on this day but every day.

May the sound of angel's wings be deafening to you. And may you be enveloped in the arms of love. May happiness always be at your side and may you always have a song in your heart. May security be your best friend and may you know the comfort of peace in your soul.

Happy St. Patrick's Day to ya! And God Bless You and Keep You.