by Donald Hancock

Created on: July 25, 2008   Last Updated: July 04, 2009

YOUR GUARDIAN ANGELS*

At the end of a very long day, a kindly father trudges home through a snowy evening to a family who love him dearly. As he nears his home he hears the tinkling bells of an approaching horse drawn cab. He steps back to allow its passing, but immediately sees, from the corner of his eye, a small figure hobbling into the street. It is an elderly lady carrying a basket. She apparently is unable to hear the bells and has somehow forgotten to look.

He quickly jumps into the path and pulls the lady to safety. They both fall into the snow but neither is injured. The little lady is beside herself in the double emotion of chagrin and embarrasment that she has done such a silly thing but also of gratitude to the man for risking his life to save her from sure injury or death.

She is so anxious to express her gratitude but her financial situation is such that she barely has enough change for her next meal. She asks if the gentleman would please extend her the courtesy of allowing her to thank him in the only way that she can - by cooking a meal for him and his family. He is delighted with the offer and takes her to his home to introduce her and share the extraordinary details of the evening's adventure.

The lady cooks a meal that reminds the family of the meals they enjoyed at the home of the maternal grandmother before she died several years before. The whole evening was such an elaboration of joys - good food, warm fellowship, singing, stories - that the family begged the lady to stay for the night.

That was one hundred and twenty years ago. The little lady continued to live with them until she died more than twenty years later. She was the grandmother that the children dearly needed and the mother that each of the parents had missed so much since their own mothers had died.

What no one in the family could know and what all of heaven did know is that the chance meeting was not chance at all. The precise event of the cab's passing and the woman's preoccupation and the presence and alertness of the father - the whole intricate drama was choreographed by angels and loved ones on the other side.

Everyone involved, including the family and the elderly lady of course, but also hundreds and even thousands who benefitted over the years from all of the outgrowths of the seed event that occurred on that snowy evening - all of these people were the recipients of the benevolent love of heavenly overseers who planned and carried out that key event.

And it is our knowledge, which we want to share with you and your readers, that this is "not the exception but the rule". It is that which happens regularly, all day long, day in and day out, around the whole world.

All of you who represent us in the dramas which you generously enact on our behalf - all of you have our guidance, encouragement, and, as needed when it does not negate your freedom and when it is for the highest good - our intervention in the events of your life. We are indeed your guardian angels!

*This article was channeled from the author's Guardian Angel, Joel. To understand what place "channeling" has in my writings you might want to
reference what I have said in "Channeling, Real or Faked,
http://www.helium.com/items/1095520-channeling .

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