Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Angels are everywhere...

It was a windy, cloudy and yet pleasant evening.  My wife and I were taking a short walk from campus to a nearby supermarket.
From nowhere she came to us with a friendly smile and began a casual conversation.  We did not know each other first.  We soon learned that she was a sophomore at the CJCU.  And she originally was from a town not too far away from my wife’s home town.  As we arrived at the supermarket, she walked in with us, tried to give us a hand here and there.  She did not buy anything when we asked her.  She looked like she just wanted to keep us company.

On our way back, a big storm came down suddenly.  She quickly gave us an umbrella and waited under a small roof.  But the rain came down so hard that one tiny umbrella could not cover much at all.  
While sensing the rain would not stop soon, she quickly said “I’ll be right back!” and ran off in the midst of the rain storm. 
By the time we saw her with her second umbrella in her hand and the third one over her head, she was more than soaking wet.  
Before we gratefully walked back to campus with two of her umbrellas, we asked her to pick up her umbrellas in the department office where I worked the next day. She said, “Sure, no problem, Father!”

There she was and there she is.  A soon to be a junior at the college and seemed to be unaware of the difference between a priest and a pastor, we have seen her as an angel -  an angel who walks the extra mile for some complete strangers in a super market and a violent stormy evening.

We left her a note with the umbrellas and were so happy to find out that she picked up her umbrellas the next day from the office and left us a note also.  Not only picking up her umbrellas, she picked our hearts and spirits up, just like an angel.

Monday, July 2, 2012

Like Most Kids...

... I believe in angels.  They are everywhere waiting to be discovered. 

One can see them in people as ordinary as you and me; and as extraordinary as Mother Teresa. 

Some of them do not have wings.  But all of them have smiles that shine, words that comfort, deeds that embrace love, and hugs that cause graceful tears.

One does not have to be an angel to meet another angel.  Yet the results of the encounters often make more angels. 

You see, like the good news they are carrying, angels are contagious and always with the power of transforming.

Not all of us would become saints, or theologians, or prophets or great preachers.  Yet every one of us could become angels when we catch that contagious love of another angel.

Perhaps heavens would have more little angels like us than all the saints, theologians, prophets and preachers combined.