I have a pretty good picture of what my guardian angel looks like.  He probably started out as naïve and innocent as I appeared to be when I first appeared in this world.  Over the years, he’s become scarred, bumped, bruised, tossed around, subjected to bullying – physical and emotional pain – grey hair and tons of wrinkles – and the courage of a saint.  That’s my vision.  God undoubtedly has a different opinion.

He places His angels as protection for us.  It’s not that He can’t take care of us by Himself, or that He isn’t in all places at the same time, but  His angels are like his soldiers – standing as a barrier against the slings and arrows that life throws at us.

My guardian angel has seen me through times of near poverty, disease, weakness,  anger, fear, restlessness, impatience and so much more.

On more than one occasion, he’s taken the wheel of my car and set it straight.  For example there was the time my tie rod broke and I was able to continue driving to a safe place to park.  Another time as I was shifting gears to make a turn and the stick slipped out of lace and clung to my hand.  There was the time I broke down and was assisted by a man selling meat out of the back of his car.  There was the time I went into shock after surgery and felt myself floating above the nurses and doctors who were bringing me back to life.  I could go on and on about this, but I’m sue you get the picture.

This battle worn soldier has served as my body guard for 73 years.  I’m certain his Commander in Chief would say, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”  Who knows, maybe his job is just beginning.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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