A Day of Angels

It’s a little after two on a Sunday morning and I can’t sleep. I guess I’m afraid that my phone will ring and I won’t hear it. So, I’m up working on the computer.

Since I’ve already approved timecards for my team members (at my day job), I figured I’d tell you a little about my Saturday. It truly was a day of angels.

After running some errands, my son Kevin and I engaged in our new holiday tradition. We went to the mall and did our “Christmas Angel” shopping.

Since Cindy passed away, Kevin, and I have made it a point to pick two or three “angels” from the Salvation Army Christmas tree and buy gifts for them. This year, we bought a skateboard (and helmet) and some Legos for a 7 year-old little boy named Osvaldo; an MP3 player, bluetooth speaker, and headphones for a 16 year-old girl named Gloria; and an impressive Pokemon card set for a 6 year-old girl named America. Hopefully, we’ve helped make their Christmas just a little bit brighter.

Across town, my beloved Deborah and her family are waiting for different angels. They are waiting for the Lord’s angels to escort her father home. Even though I have not known John all that long, I really like him. While he’s not crazy about a non-Catholic marrying his daughter, he’s always treated me cordially and respectfully and his stories are entertaining and enlightening.

In the time I’ve known him, I’ve seen the toll that Cancer has taken on him. I saw chemo leave him weak and frail. I saw him perk up when he decided to stop chemo, only to have that horrible disease ravage his body. I’ve seen a man who faced his own mortality with a sense of peace, strength, and grace that I’m not sure I could muster in that situation.

I’ve been trying to be there for Deborah and her family as much as I can, and she told me that the end is near and that I might get a phone call in the middle of the night. I think that’s why I’m having trouble sleeping. I don’t want to sleep through that call when it comes.

If you are a prayer warrior, please remember John, and his entire family, in your prayers. I’m sure they would appreciate it.

Thanks and have a happy Sunday everyone.

1 comment

  1. I’m keeping Deborah’s family in my prayers well as you my dear brother. The end may be approaching here on Earth for her dear, sweet Father but a far more beautiful beginning will be taking place when the Lord decides it’s time. It’s my Faith in what is waiting for us all that strengthens me and I pray it does for each of you as well.

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