Become an Angel for Someone
A sky, breathtakingly blue, heralds this new day...
The day is dawning here in north Florida. As I gaze out of my windows I am privy to an explosion of peach and blue tones as the rays make their entrance onto the horizon. A few sassy white clouds are drifting by on there way to somewhere that must be too important for them to stop and hang around looking perky in the sky.
As the full sun bursts forth, the sky is painted with the creamy blue that has a surreal quality. Such beauty is rare and causes me to want to stand motionless before its wonder. There is no doubt that Angels are a part of this newly awakening day.
Another day. What a gift!! We have another day.
- We can choose to make this day spectacular.
- We can revel in all that is by no means ordinary but that often we do not stop and gaze at in wonder.
- We can go out of our way to make this day a spectacular day, if only in some small way, for at least one other person.
If you walk away from just one person today having made a difference in the life of that person, lightened the load in some way, made one other human being feel valued, then you have become an Angel for that person...at least for today.
Happy little clouds dot the sky...
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
Text— George Elliot
Keep on keeping on...
Those who need an Angel may surprise you sometimes too. One person at a time, Angel-you can make a difference. We may sometimes forget that there are those who need that kind word, the acknowledgement that someone cares.
So we do not need to hunt far and wide for someone to be on the receiving end of our gesture of kindness. I guess the point is, if we reach out to everyone we meet, every day, we will have all of our bases covered. Sincerely greeting and helping someone is easy to recognize and usually graciously and warmly received.
Sometimes a gesture of kindness will be rebuffed. A smile or a kind word may go unnoticed. And that is okay. It is not really the reaction that we may expect. I repeat, it is okay. If you continue to reach out especially when it is the same individual who seemingly rebuffed your gesture, many times, when you least expect it, the gesture will be returned...a smile, a nod, a door opened that may have slammed in your face just a few days before.
It is really not about us....it is not about making us feel good because we are extending our greetings and help to another.
It is about making the day a better day for one other person.
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Just beyond the trees, the new light of day appears.
Where do these Angels enter this picture?
My family and I have been on the receiving end of Angels many times...earthly Angels and spiritual Angels and they remain with us today.
Angels lift us up as we make the journey through illness in our family: my daughter, my eldest grandson, and baby are ill. All three are having new battles right now. Those of you who have read the series, When Cancer Comes Knocking, that I posted here on HubPages know that my grandson and daughter both have terminal cancer. And that the baby, Heston Wayne, is in bone marrow failure.
My eldest grandson was in a relatively healthy state, all things considered, for a little over a year and had been taken off chemo. However, a few months ago the doctors decided because his condition had worsened so much that he should return to chemo again. And, he has. And, it is a much stronger dose and affects him much more than it did in previous years. He usually is very ill and is in bed for three or four days which is a long time for him. He is usually up and about every day ready to take on whatever comes. He tries to act like it isn't so bad when he is feeling better. He has always been that way.
From a very young age, he learned to 'deal with it and move on.' He learned to bite the bullet with all of the tests and chemos and the pain. He truly taught us how to live...even before his Momma was diagnosed with her first cancer in 2003.
What Can I do
to make a difference
open a door
anyone, but especially someone who appears to reallly need help
say hey, hi, howdy
allow someone to go in front of you in the check out line
someone with a few items or someone who seems to be in a real hurry
offer help: rake a lawn, get the mail, run an errand
an ill neighbor or relative, or, an elderly person who has no one to help
prepare a meal
someone who has just come home from the hospital or someone who has lost another to death
pay it forward
to anyone, any time
(clothing, blankets, shoes, food) to homeless shelters and community food banks
(time) library, school, hosptial, animal shelters (also pet food to animal shelters)
(money) to an organization to cover expenses for summer camp or other such events throughout the year for a child or chldren if possible
Heston Wayne---my baby grandson (who reminds me often he is no longer a baby)
Two sweet peas....every day they are on the planet is a SPECTACULAR day...
Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can.— John Wesley
Angels are there...
His Momma, my daughter, is quite ill. On top of her cancers, on top of her heart condition for which she had a stent put in about 12 weeks ago, on top of her MS, on top of fibromyalgia, the cancer has spread and continues to spread throughout her body. But she is an Angel for her boys so she pushes through the pain and sheer exhaustion.
For all of the years that she has fought and recovered and fought again, I have seen her in so much pain. She is in so much pain that she can not walk at times. When she is at last able to walk she walks only a few steps at a time, bent over, cringing with each step. This for someone who has a high pain tolerance and will never admit how bad she really feels.
No meds have made the pain go away. And she has many very strong pain pills at her disposal. Many she can only take very small doses of due to their side effects which means she may as well not take them. Others have such crazy side effects even in small doses that she cannot take those. So she bites the bullet...just as both of her sons do. They are Angels for her.
Being an Angel asks Little from You
We need more Angels to come forth. Not just for us but for our nation and our world. Be an Angel for someone each day.
You can make a difference by reaching out to strangers with a gentle gesture of care. You and I have never met ( most of us that is). But I hope in some small way I can be an Angel for you.. in some way bridging the gap that time and space cause.
The capacity to care is the thing that gives life its deepest meaning and significance.— Pablo Casals
Make that first step
Each and every day I see the miracle of Angels working in the lives of those that I encounter.
( I wrote the following several years ago). We see issues in our country that need serious restructuring, rethinking, reworking. And we talk about them and complain about them and move on. But if we are to make a difference we must be willing to try to somehow show concern and try to make this walk a better walk for each other.
To recognize that someone is hurting, lonely, afraid, hungry, in need of the knowledge that someone gives a damn, is how we can begin to reach others. People caring about people. Strangers or neighbors...being their Angel, their person who might take a few minutes to listen and show concern opens a way to understanding.
Foolishly optimistic I might be but I believe in my heart of hearts that there is enough goodness in our country and in the world that is waiting to be tapped into if we just are willing to be the one to make the first step across the chasm of misunderstanding or seeming apathy.
Will you be the one to make this a spectacular day for someone else?
This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.
© 2013 Patricia Scott