Editorial December 6, 1993 Issue

Angels at the bedside

Barbara M. Vining

"God loves you, Mommy."

As the sweet, happy voice spoke these tender words, a tiny hand gently patted my arm. Then this spontaneous toddler was back at play, and I was left with a company of angels—touching thoughts from God, divine Love. As I gladly welcomed and entertained these holy thoughts, they so warmed my heart and elevated my thinking that the feelings of sickness that had kept me in bed that morning simply vanished. I was well. I got right out of bed and went about an active day—still accompanied by angels.

The incident has come back to me many times through the years. Each time, it teaches me new lessons. Recently it helped me to see how God provides for us when we need to be at the bedside of a loved one: He sends His angels to minister to us and to those we love.

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