Angels Crossing

You nod your head. You smile and think, "Cute sign." But do you Believe!?!?

The unexpected phone call from someone you were thinking about 'just the other day.' The notion you get in your solar plexus that tells you to drive on a different street, only to find out later that there was an accident at the very intersection you would have been at. The feeling that seems to 'just come over you' to take an extra twenty out of the ATM and you realize why when your child announces the need for just that amount for a school project.

Coincidence? I prefer to call them God-Incidents. His angels surround us, guiding us, keeping us out of harm's way. You've heard of Stop, Look and Listen. Stop for a moment, just a moment. Look around you for the angels. Listen for the whisper sound of gossamer wings beating at the speed of Love.

Perhaps then you will believe...

The Blue Facade

What land is this where angels tread

to see the face of God?

Where do they go in lands afar

behind the blue facade?

　

Are voices lifted, singing well

of graces and of love...

and do they seek upon His face

those virtues I speak of?

　

Just once I'd love to see the blue

where that desire lies.

And then I'd know I could release

and shed this life's disguise.

　

Till then I'll walk on mortal soil

And scan the Heavens blue

and wish upon the wishing star

before my time is through.

Sweet Bebe Angel

Sweet Bebe Angel... where do you come from? What is it that you see that is so interesting? How is it that you landed on an old dirt road?

There must be a person needing comfort close by. I'll bet they need tenderness and softness. Why else would you appear?

Yes, God sends his very best to those who most need it. Oh, how I wish he would send you to me.

Unseen But Not Unknown

Spiralling unseen, the angels are ever on guard seeking to protect us from harm. Their work is never ending and never done. Untold minions toil in realms unknown and hold our interests close to their hearts, keeping us safe by night and by day.

Lifted Up On Angel's Wings

Until you find a stray feather or two, you may not be convinced that angels exist. Such is the psyche of mankind. Proof... we need proof.

Faith is a difficult thing to define. And yet, it's the very thing we need to endure and prosper. Insofar as we have come thus far, let us believe we shall journey even further... on angel's wings... if we have to.

UR 15-Second Angel

Today's post is longer than the usual 2 seconds... pardon the length, but I'm sure you will enjoy the angel materializing out of 'thin air.' :)

The translation is 'An Angel in the Sky.'

The White Buffalo

Native American culture believes that the white buffalo is the precursor to worldwide harmony. This white buffalo named Miracle was born on the Heider family farm in south central Wisconsin. Since that time thousands of pilgrims have journeyed there to get just a glimpse of the angel they believe it to be.

　

If all of this sounds a little crazy to you, consider this: The chance of a white buffalo being born makes your odds of winning the lottery look good, Miracles likelihood, according to the numbers from the National Buffalo Association, is somewhere in the range of 6 billion. Consider also that the only other documented white buffalo this century died in 1959. His name was Big Medicine. He lived for 36 years.

　

In Native culture, the arrival of the white buffalo is comparable to the second coming of Christ. They believe it will bring about purity of mind, body and spirit, and unify all nations, black, red, yellow, and white.

　

The Heiders had never heard of the legend of the white buffalo. But thousands of pilgrims visiting each month since the birth have shown them the great scope of Native beliefs. They have turned down countless offers for Miracle and see no end to the crowds that visit. They want no profits from the birth, but have a collections bucket put out for well wishers to donate to the security fund and are awaiting a $4600 electric gate to help keep Miracle safe.

　

Angels come in all forms. Miracle speaks to thousands of souls.