“Angels Answer” Blog #110
Do I feel alone right now, is nothing out there?
Do I wrack my brain for answers that never come?
Does the idea of a Guardian Angel seem just absurd?
I believe Angels come, and God answers calls according to HIS “time table”, NOT OURS.
The angelic time table is euphoric. TIMING, in the sense that we can assume everything
takes place as we want it, DOESN’T ALWAYS HAPPEN. The one part of life we have no
control over is the “unexpected”.
I have done a blog about my past before, but not from this perspective.
Real estate was absolutely crazy that hot summer day and I was, as usual, always in a big
hurry. Young and filled with my own ideas of how to make lots of money in real estate, I
had become extremely successful. I always thought I knew it all. My husband and I loved
selling houses and our life was filled with a young toddler, a beautiful newer home in the
suburbs, and our golden lab named Sunny. We had everything we thought we wanted,
but we weren’t close to God. Things were about to change drastically, in fact the next day,
my life would never, ever be the same. Tragically for a long time, it remained that way.
It’s important to add here, “thank God and thank my guardian angel, I listened to my inner
guidance”. For in spite of “destiny”, I was saved in so many important ways. However, this
morning, I was furious!
Dressed all in white and suddenly, our little eighteen month old boy spilled his grape juice
everywhere. I was going to be late, I was so upset and of course, only focused on the
immediate minute. I went to go outside to shake off some of the spilled food with grape
juice all over and swearing under my breath, yet, the gorgeous hot summer morning
caught me by surprise. Instantly, it was so calming. The brilliant blue sky and the sun on
my face, caused me to stop and listen. Internally, I could very clearly hear a small voice
speaking to me, “why are you going to work on this perfect summer day? You could call
your mother and take her grandson to the beach, like you have never done”.
Yes, It was true. I had become a workaholic. Summer, fall, winter, spring…the seasons
didn’t matter. I had waited for five years since our marriage for this beautiful little boy.
Now eighteen months old and he was here and I was right back at it, working day and
night. But this moment, the voice would not stop. I felt so guilty and I kept hearing those
words, ”call your mother, call your mother”. Louder, and stronger. At first, it seemed crazy!
I had a morning filled with appointments. Now, it did not matter. How strange this was?
But as I look back now, this was an “ANGEL MOMENT’.
I found myself almost in a daze. Walking back into the kitchen, my husband now
appeared. I shared with him my thoughts and to my amazement he said, “No problem
honey, I’ll cover for you, call your mom and take a break”.
I still remember running upstairs to change my clothes. It was exhilarating. I felt so
strangely sure this was the only right thing to do at this moment. My mother appeared at
my house within the hour. She had brought three things that I will remember forever. A
thermos of lemonade, an old soft quilt and a big black umbrella. How perfect for this day.
All the way over to the beach, which was not even three miles, my son sat on her lap. Over
forty years ago, no worry about seatbelts! We spent the early part of the day talking and
laughing and watching her grandson bring joy to each new moment. As the sun grew
hotter on that perfect summer day, she walked him down to the concession stand for ice
cream. The picture still vibrant in my mind as I watched the chocolate ice cream run
down his chunky little cheeks. She laughed as they walked slowly on the sandy beach,
both carefree and barefoot. The big old umbrella brought shade to his small body as he
lay down on the soft quilt. Now dried and changed, he quickly fell sound asleep. The
afternoon slipped sadly away faster than I will ever remember. Now as we came close to
the end of our day, the very next ANGEL MOMENT arrived. For across the grassy knoll of
the lake park grounds, came walking my husband with a big picnic basket surprise dinner!
Smiling away he said; “I knew I would find you girls here, so I brought us some treats”.
How in the world could he know to do this? We had not spoken since morning. How could
our timetables be so in sync? We could have long been gone. Especially him, he had so
much to do! What came over him to do this now?
I do know as surely as the day I was born, Angels exist and they are definitely present
when needed. What an amazing array of food. A picnic dinner of chicken and French
bread, cheese and red grapes and last but not least, my husband said, “I hope you don’t
mind honey, but I brought our last bottle of white wine in the fridge, I knew it would go so
well with the picnic dinner”. As he poured my mother a glass of cold white wine, I watched
as she bit into a grape, giving half to her cherished grandson. Smiling she said, “I have
never had a better day in my life as I had today with you kids, I won’t forget it……..”
The following morning it was to be “back to normal” as scheduled. We were again, very
busy and my mother had offered to baby sit our son as we both had appointments and
crammed schedules. Yet, now is where the third ANGEL MOMENT came into full view. I
went to start my car, and it was dead. My car would not turn over, although much later in
that day, it started right up. WHY?? Therefore, my husband decided to keep our son with
him and not drop him off at my mothers house while we worked. Instead, he drove me to
our real estate office for my 8:30 “floor duty” and we arrived right on time. I would check in
with my mother later to tell her this……
However, things got very dark in my life quickly.
For on this day at 9:20 a.m. on a beautiful summer day, my wonderful mother was brutally
murdered by a drug addict. Although this was over forty years ago, I still see it all crystal
clear. My life forever changed. I went full circle into denial, drinking and darkness. Nothing
was ever to be the same for me, again.
Yet, eventually as I tried to sort through all my perilous pain, all my horrifying darkness and
all the mounting misery, I somehow began to see because of the “ANGEL MOMENTS” my
life was spared so much more pain! For our son was not harmed, we never brought him
to my mothers house! I had no regrets about spending time with her because I listened to
Angel voices, I spent my mothers last day with her in such a beautiful peaceful, private
way. My husband listened to angels too, and thereby brought us a beautiful “last summer
supper” we all shared together. None of this could ever have happened without Angels,
our Guardian Angels. They are all around us and God hears us now.
“Can I listen today, when my Guardian Angel speaks softly to me?”
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