The Message


An angel flew in the window and sat on the bay ledge. She was quiet for a few minutes. She just watched me as I went about my business.
I swept the floor, mopped, dusted, fed the baby and sang him to sleep.
Finally I sat down, exhausted from all that work, and reached for the remote control.
"Halt!"
I looked up.
"How long have you been here?" I asked.
"Long enough, " came the reply. "Are you forgetting anything?"
I stopped to think a bit. "I don't think so. Why?"
"Open your Bible."
"I'm really tired."
Her smile turned slowly upside down.
"Too tired to read, but alert enough to watch TV."
I looked at her. She was right. It had been a while since I've studied His Word. I picked up my Bible and began to read.
A few moments later I noticed she disappeared. The results? I felt more at peace.

Messages aren't always this clear. God wants us to listen and do His will. He loves us and wants us to show Him our love in return. What will it take for us to open our eyes and hearts?

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