While attending a meditation class on Zoom, it looked an angel wing was behind me. Our local hospice choir sings a song at the bedside of the dying, "There Are Angels Hovering 'Round." What if angels hover around us all the time?
Sometimes, i do think my guardian angel is keeping a watch out for me. Close calls and i am still alive. Unaccountable luck. One of my great good fortunes this week was to receive my first COVID vaccination because i am a hospice volunteer.
As my mother was dying, i found this hand-written poem in her purse:
Angel of God, guardian dear,
To whom God’s love entrusts me here.
Ever this day be at my side,
To lead and guard, to light and guide.
If i had a quick glimpse of my guardian angel this morning, i say, "Lead on!"
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