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Guardian Angel

A firefly, whose luminescence shatters the darkest of nights

In the deepest of despairs, you find me.

Guardian who watches over my travels

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As the things around me spin out of control

I feel the calmness flow through my body

The chaos does not deter you from my side

You shelter me from the harm that awaits

Blinding headlights beam through my windshield

In an instant the wheel is turned and my eyes are opened

You were there.  I saw your hand infront of me.  

Beautiful, magnificent!  

Mercy and grace follows the path you lead.

You are a soldier, fighting for my soul

You are a protector who braces for battle.

Your wings move swift in flight

Evil cannot sway you.

You are the embodiment of all things good

The purity within shines through your halo.

Angel of the night

Angel of the day

Angel who watches over me.

I feel the warm embrace

Like the sunshine

You light up my world

And follow me into the darkest parts of this world

I know you wade above me

Every threat averted by your grace

My guardian

My protector

My angel.  

Nature within

Angela's journey

Angela was young and beautiful, in a world that did not see her for who she truly was.  She wandered through the days as if she did not have something important waiting for her; destiny.  Every day dragged on for as she found herself digging a deeper hole, trying to hide behind books and excuses instead of allowing people into her life, because of her fear of rejection.  To Angela, it was better to choose rejection instead of experience it.  She wanted to be in control of how people saw her, and she settled for invisible.  She had so much to offer, her kindness and gentle nature was a gift that she never appreciated or used to benefit those around her.  After years of destitution, she found herself in the middle of a car accident.  She was driving home from school, it was a rougher day than usual, where she couldn't find sanctuary behind her books, and she felt the pang of her classmates judgement.  She hadn't noticed in a long time how they saw her, a reclusive antisocial loner.  The first time she ever bothered to look up, the world looked so dismal.  On her way home, she let go of her grip on life, she felt the car swerving out of her control, and the beaming headlights casting on her face.  She thought she was ready.  She thought that this was the moment she would be set free.  A honk was the last thing she heard before the lights went out.  Hours passed expendably to the rest of the world, but these couple hours were the defining moment of Angela's life.  She was weightless, her body no longer holding her back, but she was not free, she was still watching the world from where she left it.  Her parents were keeled over in the waiting room chairs, shaking with sobs that were uncontrollably terrorizing their bodies.  The room where her body lay was lit with florescent lighting that made her seem lifeless, frozen almost.  She heard a voice coming from behind her; it was a man's voice.
"Why can't you see?  Why do you not realize that you are beautiful."  The man's voice did not cast a body, but was appearing from thin air.
"Why am I here?  I thought it would all be over!  I thought that I could finally disappear..."  Her voice was trembling with tears choked back.
"You are not ready.  You're part of something bigger than yourself.  I want you to take back the life you lost, and use it for something that will change lives, because you, my dear, are not expendable, you my dear, you are loved, and you have something to offer, if you would let yourself be loved."  With a shaky breath, the weight of her body pulled her into the bed, and once again, an inescapable darkness consumed her vision.  Three days later, she awoke will tears on her face.  They weren't her's.  Surrounding her were the faces of classmates, family members and strangers.  Her head was dizzy and her vision slightly blurred, but she could still make out those around her if she squinted.  Her heart filled with warmth as she saw the smiles welcoming her back, feeling for the first time since she could remember, that she was not invisible.  I would love to say that after her recovery, she became a new person who appreciated life and made friends and let love in.  Yes, over time this did happen, but she was weary of change and faced obstacles on her way to finding herself, and loving who she was.  She struggled with depression for a long time, but this time she knew she was stronger.  She had the support and help of her parents, and through her experience, she could relate to others with similar experiences, and found comfort knowing that she was not alone.  She found Jesus on a Wednesday night when one of her friends took her to youth group and at that moment she realized who she had talked to during her out of body experience; Jesus.  She started giving her testimony at services in all parts of the country, giving talks to young teens about depression, and about the value of life.  Our life is not our own, and if we treat it that way, we will find all our efforts to be fleeting.  Our mission while we are here on Earth is to make a difference, to touch as many hearts as we can, to love as many people that we come across, and to serve a higher purpose, the one that God inspires us to pursue.

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