Boxes; we are consistently building boxes that limit our thinking, our meditations, and the way we accept others. When we think we know exactly what we are doing, who we love, who will love us, why we are here, what our ultimate mission is, and, more importantly, we ignore our personal angel. Yes, I believe we all have a personal angel. Some may call this the Holy Spirit of the living Christ. I call this entity an angel of the Lord, one who guides us in our lives and supports us in our travails. My angel is a part of God.
My angel has been with me, whether I have recognized her presence or not. She is always with me. As a messenger from God, she stretches out her arms, embracing me, giving me hope, giving me promise. She is God asking me to stretch out to Him, or Her, if you prefer. Because she is with me always, I know that I am loved, and I know that because I am loves, I can offer my love to all whom I meet throughout my days, regardless of who they are or what they look like. I try to recognize the angel that is within them; I know she is there, even if the person I meet is not aware of her.
With this angel, I am able to allow God’s love to be the pattern for my life. I try to avoid, even though I am not always successful, to rid my self of self-love, which is the cause of all evil in the world, an evil that suffocates all good in the world. With God’s love, I can afford to love with extravagance. I can see the love in others, even if they are having what we call a miserable day. And, believe me, I do have had those miserable days, which causes me to lose the love-perspective of my life. I am not a saint, but I can use a saint as a role model.
I pray that all of my friends, those I know, and those I have yet to meet, can allow God’s love, through their personal angels, to be a pattern for their lives.
Have a blessed day.
Lame Deer, a Sioux medicine man, once wrote, “A man’s life is short. Make yours a worthy one.”