Monday, May 7, 2012

Have You Ever Met An Angel?


I've always longed to see an angel.  I envy those who have seen those benevolent beings sent down from heaven to aid and comfort us.  But I have learned that not all angels are spirit beings with wings.  Sometimes God sends earthly angels to befriend us. That can be even better.


I met one of those earthly angels not long ago, very unexpectedly, on  a bitter winter day when I had to run an errand at the mall.  I had not been out of the house in a long time. I had been through a horrific past several months due to a serious family emergency, and I was in a state of great heaviness.  I felt like the walking wounded; raw inside, shaken and very fragile.  After finishing my errand I thought perhaps it would do me good to go to the book store and have a moment alone among the books.  Perhaps it would feel healing to do something that I used to enjoy.  I have many fond memories of being with friends or family in the book store. 

But, once there, I just felt even more lonely and cold, like the weather outside. 


 


So I went to the coffee shop in the bookstore to order something warm.  When girl behind the counter asked what I would like, I found it hard to make a decision.  "Well, maybe a cup of hot tea.  And maybe I should splurge on something sweet today?" Next to me someone said, "Yes, you should get yourself something sweet. Go ahead!"  I turned to see an attractive woman with a kind face.  "Okay," I said. "I can't decide between cheesecake and a biscotti...mmm.  I guess I'll try the cheesecake." So I took my hot tea and cheesecake to a small table, then went to the magazine section to try to find an inspiring arts and crafts magazine. 

Then I heard that voice again. "Here. I thought you should have this, too." I turned to see that lovely woman again.  And she was handing me a biscotti. "I thought you deserved another treat today," she smiled, looking right into my eyes. 

I didn't know why, but all of a sudden I wanted to cry.  I choked back tears and said weakly, "Thank you. How very kind."  When I went back to my little table, magazine and biscotti in hand, there she was sitting at the table next to mine.  We introduced ourselves.  We talked. We learned that we had a lot of common interests. It was the beginning of a new friendship.  Last Friday she came over to my home for the first time.

  Her name is Stacy.


And I call her my angel.

She really is.


"Be Kind, for Everyone You Meet is Fighting A Hard Battle."

Then you can be an angel, too.




3 comments:

  1. What a sweet story! That brought tears to my eyes and motivates me to be as kind and generous to people as possible. We are all going through something, aren't we?

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  2. You are so right, Diana. Sometimes I am in a rush and forget that! Linda

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  3. What a beautiful and happy story. You are very lucky to meet Stacy. Stacy is the most kind and warm person I have ever met and she is my neighbor.
    Ala

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