I have had little miracles my whole life. Have you? Are you paying attention to the forces around you that protect you and guide you?
My earliest recollection of an angel watching over me was when I was about 2 or 3. We had moved into a house my dad built in Elora ON. It had a walk out basement. My dad had to get on the roof and he had a huge ladder going up the back of the house. I wanted to climb that ladder. I was so little, it seemed like the highest point in the world. I made it up the first rung and when I tried to make the next, my leg wouldn't let me. It was forceably being pushed down. I was not making it up that ladder! I tried a few times, and my knee would not get to that second rung. Oh, hey Gurdian Angel. There you are.
When I was older, my youngest sister's godmother passed away. We always had a bond that was inexplicable. A few weeks later, I was having a hard time; angry, sad, most of my issues around my adoption (the why's, mostly) and I was not able to sleep, though I was so tired. I whispered "Mary-Lynn, please watch over me." And I felt a heavy duvet fall gently upon me, though nothing had come out of the ceiling at all. I was safe, warm, and tucked in comfortably, and off to sleep I went.
I have made many choices in my life that should have ended a lot worse than they did. Guidance. I have amazing parents who always guided me, but as if I would listen. But sometimes, it resonated, and I would change course again.
These are little miracles; they happen when you least expect it. Pay attention. You are loved. You are safe. And every now and again, you throw your hands up and question "whyyyyyyy??????" Just trust. He has you safe, whether it's in the hands of His angels or a gentle nudge by those who love you most. Trust. Faith is a beautiful thing. And love; we only know what our mortal minds can imagine. It is so strong. It is ever-present. It is like nothing else.
I used to read angel books; stories of those who miraculously survived or avoided mishaps. I always wondered when it would be me. I believed! They are there, always with us. Did you ever read the poem, Footprints? My favourite line (and I'm paraphrasing here,) is 'Lord, why did you leave me in my time of need? And He says My child, that is when I carried you."
Have a Happy Easter. Spend time with your loved ones and just be in the moment. Feel the love.
Love and light.
My earliest recollection of an angel watching over me was when I was about 2 or 3. We had moved into a house my dad built in Elora ON. It had a walk out basement. My dad had to get on the roof and he had a huge ladder going up the back of the house. I wanted to climb that ladder. I was so little, it seemed like the highest point in the world. I made it up the first rung and when I tried to make the next, my leg wouldn't let me. It was forceably being pushed down. I was not making it up that ladder! I tried a few times, and my knee would not get to that second rung. Oh, hey Gurdian Angel. There you are.
When I was older, my youngest sister's godmother passed away. We always had a bond that was inexplicable. A few weeks later, I was having a hard time; angry, sad, most of my issues around my adoption (the why's, mostly) and I was not able to sleep, though I was so tired. I whispered "Mary-Lynn, please watch over me." And I felt a heavy duvet fall gently upon me, though nothing had come out of the ceiling at all. I was safe, warm, and tucked in comfortably, and off to sleep I went.
I have made many choices in my life that should have ended a lot worse than they did. Guidance. I have amazing parents who always guided me, but as if I would listen. But sometimes, it resonated, and I would change course again.
These are little miracles; they happen when you least expect it. Pay attention. You are loved. You are safe. And every now and again, you throw your hands up and question "whyyyyyyy??????" Just trust. He has you safe, whether it's in the hands of His angels or a gentle nudge by those who love you most. Trust. Faith is a beautiful thing. And love; we only know what our mortal minds can imagine. It is so strong. It is ever-present. It is like nothing else.
I used to read angel books; stories of those who miraculously survived or avoided mishaps. I always wondered when it would be me. I believed! They are there, always with us. Did you ever read the poem, Footprints? My favourite line (and I'm paraphrasing here,) is 'Lord, why did you leave me in my time of need? And He says My child, that is when I carried you."
Have a Happy Easter. Spend time with your loved ones and just be in the moment. Feel the love.
Love and light.
