Different Angels among us

Over the past 2 years I have heard some amazing stories. Stories that I will think of as 2012 fairy tales. At the same time thinking back about my own experience, I wonder where/when we would have drawn the line.

1. Amazing fairy tale of 2 of my friends going through the adoption process. Just within that fairy tale there are a couple of angels.

Like the adopting mother and father, I salute you! That your heart is just soooo big to accommodate a little girl that will need so much love.

And at the same time, I get tears in my eyes for the mother losing her baby and the newborn who hasn’t asked for any of this.

All of these angels strangely need one another.

These are the loving angels.

2. We heard horrific stories of multiples landing up in ICU and only going home weeks, sometimes months after they’ve been born. The parents couldn’t be able to hold the babies and give them the love that they need. Brothers and sisters being split and need to survive on their own, after being so used to being together for weeks. When I listen to these remarkable people, the doctors that assisted them, I can only think, that God has chosen these parents for a different reason.

And they are the strong angels.

3. My husband had an exceptional experience on that dreadful Monday. While waiting outside the ICU room and doctors fighting drastically inside. A man came to him and told him: “She will be fine.” My husband didn’t know this man. He didn’t work at the hospital. What seemed strange at that moment, thinking back, this was God’s right-hand-man.

The faithful and encouraging angels.

Walk with open eyes through the passages of life, because you might walk past an angel and not notice him/her.

You might not see the wings, but it surely is there.

"God's Wings

After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings. the loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.

"He will cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you will find refuge."

(Psalm 91:4)

Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have."