For the first time in forever he was stunned to silence. Not by her words but by the tenderness in her hands the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. Hed been wounded far far worse and shrugged it off. But then there had been no woman with sun kissed by the sunset and eyes of storm gray to tear into him for daring to get himself hurt.

It happens like this. One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else--closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel--one sent to you for some higher purpose to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them--even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering--the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.Though here is a word of warning--you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isnt to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.-------------------------------------------------Its so dark right now I cant see any light around me. Thats because the light is coming from you. You cant see it but everyone else can.

I beg you help me in angelic charityPray my efforts will reflect your mastery

The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams or to serve as a resting place until the rivers deeper and truer nature revealed itself.

HOW ANGELS SLEEP. Unsoundly. They toss and turn trying to understand the mystery of the living. They know so little about what its like to fill a new prescription for glasses and suddenly see the world again with a mixture of disappointment and gratitude ... Also they dont dream. For this reason they have one less thing to talk about. In a backward way when they wake up they feel as if there is something they are forgetting to tell each other. There is disagreement among the angels as to whether this is a result of something vestigial or whether it is the result of the empathy they feel for the Living so powerful it sometimes makes them weep. In general they fall into these two camps on the subject of dreams. Even among the angels there is the sadness of division.

Each moment spent in prayer is like a coin put into a bank account.

Each moment spent in prayer is like a coin put into a bank account

A person who goes in search of God is wasting his time. He can walk a thousand roads and join many religions and sectsbut hell never find God that way. God is here right now at our side. We can see Him in this mist in the ground were walking on even in my shoes. His angels keep watch while we sleep and help us in our work. In order to find God you have only to look around. But meeting Him is not easy. The more God asks us to participate in Hismysteries the more disoriented we become because He asks us constantly tofollow our dreams and our hearts. And thats difficult to do when were used to living in a different way. Finally we discover to our surprise that God wants us to be happy because He is the father.