When starting a blog about angels one anticipates that they
will bear witness to all sorts of magical moments. This may be true. But just
now I think I got some angel energy or JuJu working on me, trying to alter my
interior.
Always in a hurry more by nature than necessity I was aware
of the elder man as he meandering toward the library. He was ambling through
rows of parked cars as if they were a scenic garden.
He is headed just next to my car and his gait seems timed so
that he will obstruct my exit from car. If I am not hasty I will have to wait
an extra twenty seconds for him to pass, Hot, hurried I create a sporting
event. I will beat him. I will stop him in his path. In my mind I will win the
ring from the Bowl Game if I succeed in getting out and blocking him before he
gets next to my car..
He wins. He wins like a Nobel peace prizewinner. Noticing me
and my intention of exiting, he defers to me. He stands there all gentlemanly
like he is my date ready to help me out of the car and waits to shut the door
behind me. He smiles.
Derailed, I stop and thank him for his chivalrous ways. He
tells me that this is how his mother raised him. Long ago, near eighty years
ago this man still recalls his momma’s voice and how it extolled to be him of
the virtuous and polite.
He tells me that he likes to read mysteries and is here at
the library to replenish his supply. Just an ordinary day yet…
He is my mystery angel of the day, putting me on point. You
cannot seek angels if you do not act like one.
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