During my meditations, today, I was praying to Abba, our Father in heaven, when another voice entered my consciousness. She did not give me her name, so I will call her Angel.
Me: Are you an angel of our Lord?
Angel: Yes, I have been with you since you were a seed in your mother’s womb and will be with you until you return home.
I thought . . .
I am the one who pulled you from the agonies of pain that Sunday in July.
. . . I was speaking with God.
But why me?
You are worthy. You are able to do great things.
Me? I am not great.
You are blessed by God to follow in Christ’s footsteps.
I am nothing . . .
You have the talent to do good.
. . . like Christ.
Take your unique abilities and let them flow from your body, as Jesus did. Your talents are as unique to you as Jesus’s talents were to him.
I need the will . . .
You have the will, and remember that I will be with you always. When you pray, or meditate, I will be with you.
A feeling of euphoria entered my body, filling my chest with so much air, I thought I might explode . . . but I knew better; I am blessed by God.