I can’t help wondering how my guardian angel is doing. I’ve lived for over seventy years and given that angel a run for his money. I’m convinced he earns his wings over and over every day. I imagine him to look pretty beat up from fending off the dangers that often beset me. His hair is most likely completely fried or he doesn’t have any. He has bags under his bloodshot eyes. His hands tremble more than mine do and he definitely needs a chiropractor.
I do believe that God sends His angels to watch over us and that they sometimes appear to us in human form. We might see them on a street corner, begging for money. They could be knocking on our front door to tell us our house is on fire. They might be there at just the moment when your at the end of your rope financially or spiritually. Many times we turn away and ignore them.
Mine has protected me through many difficulties. There was the time I drove my car home with a broken axle. I even turned a corner without it falling apart. There was the time we had no money for Christmas presents and very little for food and someone placed a package of frozen beef on our car while my husband’s boss wrote a bonus check for my husband – the only one written that year. There was the time when I felt my life drifting away as my blood pressure put me into shock. When it seemed that we might not find a place to live, a friend provided a home for us
I could go on and on about all the times when we’ve been smiled upon by God and His angels, but it would take a whole book to cover them. The point is that we never know when we might meet one.
Not only are we given God’s protection through His angels, we are brothers and sisters of the King of the Angels – Jesus. WOW!