When I awoke early this morning, there was an Angel sitting in the chair beside my bed. She was wrapped in a gossamer aura and held a look of weary concern in her eyes and on her face. She reached out with thin fingers and touched me lovingly on the cheek, gave me a meek smile, then rose from the chair like a wisp of smoke and hovered near the ceiling. Tenting her hands in prayer, she momentarily held my gaze, then closed her Continue reading