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They Come Flying to Me

Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom God’s love commits me here, ever this day (or night) be at my side, to light, to guard, to rule and guide. Amen


I don’t collect Angels, but I do have a collection. And I never thought about it before, but all my little angels have been gifted to me. Today I had a visit from an angelic older lady who noticed one of my angels on top of my office desk. She mentioned that she keeps angels next to photos of her children as protection. She said she had quite a huge collection but she purchased not a one. She said all of her pieces had been given to her by loved ones, and she’s come to believe that her Angels have flown to her. As she said this and shared her story, I connected and realized that all my angels have come flying to me too!


I remember once at a Melungeon conference with my Mom, sister and ex-boyfriend when a total stranger came up to me and handed me her angel lapel pin. She tapped me on the shoulder as I sat next to family in the hotel conference room after a presentation on mixed ancestry. The lady told me that I was beautiful and that a little voice told her to gift her lapel pin to me.


This past December my mother gave each of her daughters ebony angels for Christmas. Mine guards family memories on a shelf in my dining room.


The angel that sits on my desk in the office came to me one day by a client. The client brought me one of hers from her personal collection as a thank you to me. I don’t know what all this means, especially the significance of possessing angelic figurines. But I do know that when I was a little girl I used to say a prayer to my Guardian Angel along with The Lord’s Prayer and The Hail Mary every night before I fell asleep.


As I got older and even now I continued to say my nightly prayers but over the years I lost my appeal to my guardian angels. After today’s office visit I now realize that my guardian angels have not forgotten me. Maybe these little gifts are just their way of letting me know that they are still here for me whenever I’m in need. Tonight in thanks of this I think I just may get down on my knees and in gratitude think of them.
Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom God’s love commits me here, ever this day (or night) be at my side, to light, to guard, to rule and guide. Amen

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  1. Valerie8January 27, 2011 at 3:31 PM

    What a wonderful story! Thank you, Nefertiti, for sharing this with us.

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