My Special Angel
Although I
have seen many, many angels, this un-named one is dear to my heart and she appears
in many variations of color and theme in almost everything I do.
I
get many questions about her – especially why I do not make her "fluffy and
angel-like".
The answer
is simple. She appeared this way!
One
afternoon, I took a nasty fall. Carrying a full load of laundry, I could
not see that the next step - second from the top - had a carton of Mountain Dew
on it. I flipped over the case and fell head long down the full flight of
stairs. I was alone, badly shaken and
could not call out for help or reach a phone.
Just as my head was hitting the wall at the bottom
of the stairs I felt a “cushion” materialize to break my fall. Looking up, I
saw that it was not a cushion but part of the raiment of the hugest heavenly
being I could ever imagine. All facial
features were obliterated by an unearthly white light; the hair was every color
yet colorless. As well the raiment and wings
were a kaleidoscope of every texture, color and experience in earth and
heaven. No earthly words can capture the
splendor.
The angel quite matter-of-factly
appeared, picked me up, dusted me off and sent me on my way without so much as
a scratch or a bruise to show for the incident. A sprinkling of laundry all
over the room was the only testament to the fact that something had gone awry. I was stuck in a time warp. The incident seemed to last forever but at
the same time was timeless and transpired in just a moment of time.
The angel
did not give a name and I did not think to ask. So now, I just fondly say “my
angel” or “Connie’s angel”.
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