Earth Angels. The Antiquity of Good.
Being blessed.
I am not saying that old is hard.
I am saying that sometimes people are hard,
especially if you are old,
or very young,
or ill,
or weak.
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People are also often wonderful,
divinely led,
magnificent.
And so,
enter the earth angels.
It was kind of a sad day.
Or maybe it was a wonderful day, but the chemistry of my brain was skewed because, you know.
I decided I would try to "get an uplift" by shopping. You know, the Dollar Store.
I will trudge around in there looking at dollar candy and dollar shampoo and dollar greeting cards.
I will trudge around in there looking at fake cheap flowers & Halloween decors.
I will trudge around. And maybe I won't cry. Old people don't cry!
She passed by me looking up at my face solemnly. She was only about 8. I smiled a tiny little smile.
She looked back at me as she went on by me and down the aisle. Suddenly she returned.
Holding out a card to me, she was silent, compassionate, kind.
She smiled.
"Thanks", I said as I looked at the homemade card entitled Jesus loves you.
There were peace drawings and a happy little family drawings.
The drawing on the back was a angel flying through the sky . Peace was all it said.
I opened the darling card and found two five dollar bills stapled to the card.
God cares, a child had written. Have a good and great day.
I cried.
Thanks for your visit,
Riverwatch
