hmmm…..
When
I was growing up, the common belief in my faith community was that everyone had
an individual guardian angel assigned to them.
I was so enamored with this idea that I named my guardian angel …. kind of
like you would name a doll or a puppy dog.
The angel was responsible for keeping us safe and out of harm’s
way. This was especially comforting to
us as we were learning how to crawl under our desks when the sirens might blare
informing us of a nuclear attack by the Russians. They never did.
As
I matured in my faith, I began to question that particular stance. I had some questions. Do I worship the angel or do I pledge my
faith to Jesus? How is it possible that
there would be enough angels to go around? What about when you died, did you become a
guardian angel? Was your angel
reassigned? I heard people say, when
they lost a loved one, “Another angel has earned her wings.” How did all that work?
Don’t
get me wrong, its not that I don’t believe in angels … I do. They are clearly present in the Bible. I have
heard far more angel stories from friends, acquaintances and church members
than to doubt their existence. I am just
not sure how the whole angel thing works.
Besides, I like the idea of
angels being messengers sent from above to pass along truths that we have
forgotten. Things like God loves us, God
watches over us and God protects us.
Like
most faithful believers, I am not sure what that means when bad things happen. Painful events make us doubt. But that is when we need God most … to
comfort us and strengthen us and help us through the hard times. I like to think that what’s important is that
God knows my name; and that all of
heaven rejoices when I call God’s name.
hmmm…..
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