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The Visiting Angel
You are so beautiful! It is not my place to question the Father, but as I look upon you in slumber, my heart weeps for what is to be.
I have come to leave with you words that must remain with you throughout your lifetime. The infancy of your form, does not protect you for what I must relay to you. Listen to me in the quietness of your dreamland. Draw upon what I leave with you, in the future of your manhood.
I have been sent to give your courage for what lies ahead... to prepare you for a heart that will most times not understand the pain of its existance.
You are soon to be labled - different... different to a world that does not or will not see.
You will be shunned by the mother that now looks upon you as precious. The disease will be all that will become evident. Polio, will again claim a heart, as well as a body.
Who will hold you when you cry? Mine, will be the arms of the nurses that will rock you in the stillness of the night. For a while, the starkness of a hospital, is what you will know as home. A home with no visitation, and no true love. So many children, and so few hearts, to really take the time to care.
I promise that you will not be alone. When you are old enough to question, the voice that will answer, will be that of the Father. "You are special to my heart...you are chosen...There is a purpose to my plan. I will be with you always. Believe that this is so."
The plan? I do not know. The purpose? It is not mine to question.
When for hours you are forced to stand in punishment behind your bedroom door, it will be my wings that will ease the weight of your braces.
My darling child, you have so much to face in your lifetime! I wish not to continue the story of your future, but this to, is my purpose.
I will shield you from the blows of the broom handle that will be used as a form of punishment. Yes, this is something that you will face in your childhood as well. The fear being, that a hand could not be felt through the denseness of the steel and leather that will encompass your body from your shoulders down.
Why must I tell you this as a baby? When you are older your heart would refuse to understand!
I cannot change the plan, I can only be a part of it.
I am so sorry! I will remain with you throughout your lifetime. I am your Angel... sent from the Father, to ease the pain that is the plan of your childhood.
You will grow to be courageous, kind of heart, and admired by all that know you well. Your children will look upon you with respect, your wife will hold you as a treasure.
For now... for this, oh so brief moment... cherish the love of a mother, that will too soon not understand the gift that she has been given.
To leave you in the slumber of the unknown is a comfort. To visit you in the presence of what lies ahead will be my sorrow.
I feel the warmth of tears upon my cheeks. I did not know that angels were allowed to cry.
Again, I cry.
What a great wife to him.
What a great person you are.
How safe he felt with you to reveal his childhood like that.
NICE TOUCH ON THIS ONE :*D
I LOVE ANGELS THEY ARE
THE SWEETEST PEOPLE THAT :*b
PROTECT US FROM DANGER .
MAY GOD FOREVER BLESS U :&s .
IN THE FUTURE PEACE o:*)
To share these thoughts with the world takes courage in itself.
I have known the beauty & the struggle of a very special lady trapped within the walls of steel. She was my music teacher. To this day, her gentleness reigns deep inside each time I play.
Thank you for sharing these intimate thoughts & events. Your husband must be very proud of you. I know, as the reader, I certainly am.
Thank you for letting me know about this piece.
Amy
Gentle is the night♥
What a beautiful and touching story! Lesa, I think you yourself are an angel...! Thanks for sharing your innermost feelings and thoughts.
:)Tricia
Hi Lesa,
Thank you so much for inviting me to read this wonderful story of the angels that have shown God's love through such a loving husband. It is indeed miraculous that the love of God only helped to soften your husban's heart despite his condition and make him more loving toward life than more bitter as would be the case in many less enlightened souls. I am truly blessed by you sharing your experience of God's love with me and all others who read this work of art.
I am truly honored and blessed that our paths managed to cross thanks to another who mentioned me to you. I'd be really curious to know who turned you on to me. I wonder if I have an admiring fan out there that I haven't met yet...:o))..Wanna share that admirers ID with me...pretty please?
pretty please with honey on it...tee hee.
And I think it's gfrand that you have a birthday coming up in just a couple 24-hours...So:
Happy Birth to you.
Happy Birthday to you.
You're a really blessed person dear Lesa,
May God's blessings this day be on you.
God bless,
BraveHawk
The depth and explicatory
breath of "The Visiting Angel",
defines the essential Lesa.
And in a broader sense,
declares the brillinace of
a journeying soul that has
found meaning to oneness
and peace within the reality
of marital idealism.
Yet, its rhetorical imagery
says so much in a beauty of
the spirit summed up, upliftingly,
in:
"Who will hold you when you cry?
..."
Perhaps, the depth of this piece,
can only be matched by Lesa's
caring humility which exclaims,
in all of its upholding bounty:
"I promise that you will
not be alone..."
Here, the psychological essence of
"The Visiting Angel" takes hold
and takes glarring shape for all
humanity. And perhaps too, establishes
the loving heart of this Visiting
Angel through all generation and
timelessness!
Ugonna
Dear Lesa, what a sad but beautiful ending for your husband. and what a loving wife and mother for his children he has. You are truly and angle sent from God to him.
Margaret
Lesa, this is one of the most beautiful Angel stories I have ever read... My good friend Mel sent me your way and he said you were a special soul.
It takes one to know one, believe me!
I'm going to read more now!
Peace and love ~~~~ Dougie ~~~
Once again, u expressed the intricately painful threads of your husband's childhood..and it is most evident in the prose of this work, lesa.
I applaud your sensitivity to it...and the bliss you behold in this wonderful man of yours now. Smilesz.
Have u shown this to him yet ?
Am sure he will be very touched and thankful, for having such a poetic wife.
ahaha, well i will be !~
Thanxs for inviting me to tis gem , lesa... much appreciated~!
Ciao, for now.
Yes Lesa, angels do cry. You deeply moved me with your emphatic awareness to the feelings your husband experienced as a child. I believe, you were the angel with him at birth, and the angel who is with him today.