We might
mistake a breath of warm wind on a cold day as a bit of luck, when truly it is
the embrace of an angel. Angels whisper
constantly the song of inspiration, the symphony of courage and bravery, of
indelible light blazing into the darkness.
Why do I
speak of my beloved friends, of angels?
You sing forth to God of something you seek with all of your heart and
soul, and so God sends you in the name of love the angelic host. I behold great and strong angels helping you to
move through the stagnation of fear and judgment and distrust perpetuated by
those who can see no further than the end of their need and greed. Recognize them, children. They work ceaselessly on your behalf.Rumi
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