I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy catholic church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
Yesterday I met an angel.
No, it was not a stunning looking man in white robes with flowing hair and sturdy wings.
Allow me to tell you the story.
I had just attended communion at St James cathedral. I exited the building to a white world of snow. Winters last hurrah we hope. I decided to enjoy the snow and walk back to my place of stay. Toronto in the late morning, on a Sunday is an amazing mixture of people. Some, like myself, appeared to be amused by winters joke, others surprised. I heard snatches of conversation, “It was supposed to be warm today”; “Yesterday I wore shorts…..”
I smiled in sympathetic amusement. Then God challenged me, as I started to notice the wet, bedraggled clothes left in doorways, indicating that someone had spent a cold, uncomfortable night on the street. Suddenly I was ashamed of the large bed I had slept in.
A young man approached me, smiling, and asked if I could spare some change. I had given some to the church, I thought. I smiled and walked on. Grieved, I wondered, how do you cope living in a city with so much need? Does it break your heart, because you cannot, or choose not, to give?
I walked on with sorrow and guilt in my heart. Waiting at the next crosswalk, I was aware of someone sitting against the fenced off building site. Then, the angel appeared, disguised as a youngish, ordinary man in casual clothes, with the kindest smile I have seen in a long time. He stopped, bent down and greeted the man, “Hello, my brother, do you want to go and get a coffee?”
I looked at him and smiled my thanks and gratitude. Thanks for doing what I failed to do. Gratitude for teaching me the lesson of gentle kindness.
The angel and his brother crossed the street chatting amiably, deciding which kind of coffee to have and if they could manage a bite to eat.
I continued on my way.
Romans 3:23 New King James Version (NKJV)
23 for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,New King James Version (NKJV)
I learned a great lesson yesterday. I fell short of God’s grace, yet He sent his angel to be a messenger. Probably that beautiful young man didn’t even know he ministered to two lost souls that day as he cared for the physical and emotional needs of one and for my spiritual need.
Father God, thank you for forgiveness.
Lord, thank you for those that minister to others.
Spirit of God, guide and stir me up to the good I should do.