Christmas time is angel time. No matter what happens throughout the year, we come back to angels at Christmas. For most of us who grew up in church, angels were as much a part of Christmas as baby Jesus. They were heralds of his birth, and pictures in our stories.They were creatures we took for granted with very little investigation and no questions asked. If you ask a random group of people what they think of angels, I am sure the answers will vary, but I bet in every crowd, someone has an event they witnessed or were a part of that they profess involved an angel.
I remember a day in my early twenties when I was leaving my parents house on California Avenue in St. Cloud. I backed out of the driveway and headed north. Not even a block from the house, a little girl on a bicycle rode straight out of the side street in front of my car. I closed my eyes and slammed on the brakes. I knew I had hit her because there was no way I could avoid her, but I didn't feel it or hear it. My hands gripped the steering wheel;my whole body shook. I looked up, but she wasn't in front of me. She was already on the other side of the rode and headed away from my car. I think an angel saved us both that day. Just as I know a creator God exists; I know angels exist. I won't argue the point with anyone because we all choose our beliefs, or at least, I believe we should. However, I am happy I believe in angels, and I am glad that we remember angels at Christmas. I think they deserve a little more press.
The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear him, and delivers them. Psalm 34:7
Peace.
Love, Linda
2 comments:
I agree that angels deserve a little more press. Most of the angels in my life have been human. Love the pics of angel Bella and friend.
Thanks, Sally. I especially love her first pose. I think many of my angels have been human, too.
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