Friday, September 26, 2014
Angels Watching Over Me
It's a big, scary world out there.
Twenty-four hours a day, multimedia saturates with information. Some horrible, some useless, some just plain silly, the majority unwelcome. News of terrorism, wars, natural disasters, impending epidemics, fuel prices, abuse, unemployment--it never ends.
Christians are promised that we will never left alone or unattended. Legions of angels hover about, guiding, clearing the road ahead. Not scared of the darkness or what lies waiting, they are in complete control, obeying orders sent from the throne.
Mighty warriors of God gently hold us in their hands, moving us out of harm's way.
Clothed with power too wonderful for earthy eyes, they conform to recognizable images: the kind man with salt-and-pepper hair wearing a black turtleneck, the grizzled old man in a battered Ford who gets you to the airport on time, the homeless neglected there at just the right time.
We are told of accidents where trees were missed by mere inches, where a young father was pulled from wreckage just before it exploded. Someone shows up unexpectedly to help just when all hope is gone. The guide points us to an unfamiliar road, where the treasure we were really seeking is found.
Some say its just luck.
I've got angels watching over me, every step I take.
For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thou foot against a stone. Psalm 91:11-12