♥ A Guardian Angel Artist

by anonymous
(United States)

Guardian Angel Picture- Angel of Motherly Love

At the time when I was but a young girl, and
lived with my mother--I had my angel experience. Though short-lived and unwitnessed I felt my Angel near.

I remember I begun pretending there was an Angel guardian I talked to when my father left. My mother, desperate to give me a warm home and decent food,
overworked herself constantly. She begun working, and I stayed home alone for lone periods of time. Inevitably, I was scared, and I would pretend there was a
girl name Angelina--whom I called Angie-- that accompanied me every night.

But there may have been no one there. Because I only pretended. At that time I refused to acknowledge the fact that indeed I was alone in the depth of my
room.

So, my mother and eyes were afraid, afraid for our survival. She was always a strong woman, but I was a weak child. Everytime we went to bed, we swam in
slumber with fear.

That fear almost destroyed us. I would hear her cry when word came to town that my father had a new wife. And begun attempts to create himself another
family.
I could not bear her tears, so every night I prayed, and prayed. I never received any sign that my prayers were heard, or that God had indeed sent the Angel I asked him for.

Till one morning, after the fear of the night passed and we discovered that we were still safe, we found something.

On the back window of our car, there was magic. On that surface of the glass,and on that alone there were delicatly intricate patterns of ice swirling in
spirals all among the surface. It was like a piece of artistic work that could
never have been created overnight. It was so beautiful! The patterns, the painfully thin lines of ice. They swirl and twisted almost randomly.

It was art, as if drawn with solely a divine finger.

My mother was delighted, and the spark missing from her eyes ignited. She told me then, that the impossibly alluring piece of art on the surface of
the glass, was the work of an Angel. Who had been sent to guard us, like she asked God to, and the Angel had gotten bored during the night, and begun to
draw.

I believed her. And till today, I still do.

Because is as close as Angels as we will ever get.

The beauty of what I was was carved in my memories, like the ice on that glass. And yes, I believe that same artistic Angel is still with me today. And
will be with me when I die, to escort my breath of life back to God.

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Thank you for sharing your beautiful Guardian Angel Story, lifes little artistic wonders often bare so much soul that a guardian angel will reach out and touch your heart with a visual image that is especially meant for you ....

Bright blessings
Lila*