Angels
Unaware
“Make
friends with the angels, who though invisible are always with you.
Often invoke them, constantly praise them, and make good use of their
help and assistance in all your temporal and spiritual affairs.”
St.
Francis de Sales
Do
you believe in angels? I do. I choose to believe that angels are all
around us, that they are waiting for us to call upon them for help,
for protection, for strength, and not only for us, but for others whom we
love. I believe in Guardian Angels, and have long had a name for
mine, Alecia. I arrived at the name many years ago, when I asked her,
and that is the name I was given. When I have a troubled heart, or am
doing something that doesn't feel safe, I call upon her. If I am
worried about someone else, I ask Alecia to enfold them in her wings
and care for them. When my mother was dying, I asked Alecia to help
her to the otherside. Maybe this is just a way to comfort myself in
times of trouble, but whatever it is, it works.
Sometimes
angels come to us in the form of thoughts—turn here, don't go that
way, take a later flight. The thought pops into consciousness from we
know not where. One second ago, it was not there, and now it can't be
denied. Frequently, I have the thought, call so-and-so. I will call
and something drastic has just happened in their lives, or before I
can punch in their number, they call me. You may call that intuitive,
I call it angels.
Sometimes
we encounter angels in the form of people. A stranger on the street
who asks if you need help, and gives you directions. A band of
strangers who come to help dig your house out of the flood, or the
mud, or the tornado debris. They come, they help, and you never see
them again. When asked, you can't even remember their names or how
they looked, but they saved your life that day.
I
believe, with St. Francis, that angels are always with us. Just like
us, they have work to do. It is not that we are so precious and
important, though we are; it is simply their job—to look after, to
assist, to redirect, to protect, to intervene when possible. Our job
is to assume that they are there, though we cannot see them, and ask
them for help. Like the long line of ancestors, the family who will
be there to greet you when you cross over, the angels aren't “out
there” somewhere. They are right here, right now, willing to
provide assistance “in all your temporal and spiritual affairs.”
In
the Spirit,
Jane
No comments:
Post a Comment