ANGELS AMONG US
As we bump along this pathway in life, “Angels” are sometimes placed in our lives. You may have nearly tripped over one during a dark and hopeless moment. Or one popped up to kindly offer a helping hand or had perfect words of encouragement to further us along.
Prompt: Please tell us about your encounter with your own earthly Angel.
It doesn’t necessarily have to be a dramatic, life altering experience, it just has to have positively affected you in a way profound enough that you will remember it always. Or their words yet bring encouragement and strength on difficult days. Their name is unnecessary- use word paint to describe the effect your Angel had in your life.
Thank you for sharing!
The windshield wipers were carefully doing its job, slowly pushing the snow out of my site. Why oh why was I a rule follower? Why for once couldn’t I just skip class like everyone else instead of fighting this winter storm. The highway was sparse of cars but I was white knuckled, hands grasped at the steering wheel. Then I hit something-ice or slush. My car spun from side then to side. I was trying all I could do in those split seconds to recover. Somehow, so carefully in slow motion my car slid into the ditch. Unscratched. No one hit me and I hit no one. I sat there buried in snow. As my thoughts were trying to grasp for help an older gentleman came up to my car window. “There’s a tow truck coming and then you should be good to go” I asked for his address so that I could repay him. Today, I can still feel his warm smile “Don’t worry about that, your dad would do it for my kids” I blinked away tears as he got back into his own vehicle. My dad is dead I thought, but somehow this man was sent by an angel.
Deelee
The Perfect Pizza
That winter hit us hard. Not with mind numbing temperatures or buckets of snow, but with sniffles and it just went downhill like a saucer slipping down a well packed mountain.
It started out good, a runny nose to wipe that would soon move on, and I could be thankful for the health of our household. Many remedies I had tried after being homebound for much of the previous season. There, the loneliness had set in, but eventually, I didn’t mind the excuse to lay low. Full of self-pity and selfishness, it was not a pretty place to find myself.
So with a fresh season upon us, we were hopeful to remain healthy. But sometimes the whole village gets hit, and we weren’t missed. From ear infections, to HFM, to the stomach flu, to tired and achy, only to have another run with the pukes, I could feel the familiar self-pity start to creep in.
As I lay there from absolute exhaustion, a pounding headache, and a clogged head I couldn’t seem to clear, a little chime sounded from my husband‘s phone inquiring of pizza topping preferences. I felt a little silly saying “yes absolutely we would love some pizza tomorrow night!”
The next evening, turning into the driveway in his maroon truck was our good friend here to deliver pizza. Handing off the meal and jumping back behind the wheel, I suspect was the first realization that quite the long drive lay ahead of him. He had gone quite out of his way, coming close to quadrupling his drive home.
I’m still not exactly sure what prompted our friends to send us that meal (I’m not sure they even knew we were sick) but I sure had a full heart as our little clan tiredly gathered around an effortless meal with dessert to top it off.
Elizabeth Strand