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By Pat Guy
08/27/09
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If it could be, it was almost out of rhythm, that slight flutter. But it never could happen you see, for the cadence of wings was always in unison praise to their Maker . . . and always in rhythm with the glorious chorus before Him. But there was a quiver of excitement and anticipation flowing through their majestic wings—especially for two of them. They had been chosen just as the time and moment had been chosen. They knew her name. I AM had spoken, and they knew that twinkle in His eye for it shone upon their face when He called them to His side.

Her time was near.

Fragrance so weightless, so pure filled their celestial being and they breathed deep its fresh softness. They lifted high the full radiance of their wings and spread their vast span of brilliance. Life was imminent. They swirled and whirled to melodic adulations of “Holy . . . Holy . . . Holy.” Their luminous wake carried by the winds worship.

Yet their focus was on His every movement, their intent on His every gesture—and all it needed was one look—one twinkle . . . one smile.

And He does . . .

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They hover in awe. They stand guard in wonder. They hover in reverence. They stand guard in honor.

She arrives. She cries. They flutter the glow of their wings. She cries. It does not work . . . and she cries.
Sweet fragrance of sweet life mingles with precious first moments. They swoop in close—so close. She opens her eyes. She stops her cries. Their faces reflect her Father’s delight and speak of His love; and they smile. Does she see Him? Yes, she knows. She is calm now. She rests in their wings and sleeps in their softened glow.

She will lose sight of them as she becomes more focused on the world around her. She will no longer hear the music of their wings as she becomes accustomed to this world and its offerings.

A pity . . . for after all—Angel glow is so beautiful . . . and warm.

But oh, sweet one . . . you are so loved.

You are so loved.

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