It’s hard to miss angels during this season. Images of angels adorn treetops, ornaments, cookies, and church pageants. We sing celestial carols and read familiar stories of God’s messengers proclaiming adoration.
So, one of the things I’ve been pondering is angels. . . .
What do you know of the angels? Created beings, superior to men . . . but, the book of Hebrews tells us of Jesus supremacy over all things created. He is better and higher. Yet, I know many who demote Jesus by infatuation with angels.
It’s enough to cause an angel to gasp. We worship the worshippers.
Well, I’m convinced angel shadows have covered my steps many times. Preacher John asks during Sunday sermon how we’d respond if we encountered a real angel. Drop down dead, I suspect. I read examples in Scripture of mortal reactions when heaven came near.
It helps me understand why the usual greeting is “fear not!” The angel encounter with Daniel caused him to fall on his face. The meeting wasn’t with a winged toddler crowned with a halo. The Presence.
We mustn’t pack up the angels and send them to the attic with the nativity. Our hearts are the year round dwelling place of the nativity. Immanuel with us.
I believe. Expectation.
It’s amazing how much we see when we open our spiritual eyes.
Do we recognize a visitation of divine intervention and protection? The world is full of wonder and most times its invisible.
I have personal stories of those who’ve come in familiar form doing unfamiliar things. A certain NICU nurse at St Christopher’s Hospital for Children, organ donors, and a prison guard come to mind (heart).
Peculiar blessings from apparently ordinary people.
We know from the Word of God that He sends divine beings, not only to make announcements of good tidings, but also to assist and protect His people in desperate need.
Once, I sat in a church parking lot overwhelmed with grief for a son. A sweet presence approached the side of my car and asked “do you have a petition of your heart, child?” I could only nod and speak his name. She assured me she would pray for him and echoed his name. When I pulled away, I looked in the rear view mirror and saw nothing. No one. True story.
How about you . . . has God sent His angel to meet with you?
Bless the Lord, you His angels, mighty in strength who perform His word