Thursday, May 6, 2010

The Bull Frog Serenade: An Angel Message

We have been going through nights of interrupted sleep. Living on a farm, it's nice to leave the slider door open to catch the breeze.  It beats the drone of the A/C unit.  But last night the bull frogs down at the pond were chanting like monks all the way from Tibet.  Ribbit.  Ribbit. At first the sound is rich and soothing, but several hours of their concert begins to disrupt the harmonics.
There must have been a stirring in the atmosphere as the jet fighter planes roared overhead.  Then when things were beginning to settle down, our cat jumped up on our bed to deliver a midnight gift, a bug! I turned on the bedside lamp to look at the clock. 12:12.
I smiled, realizing everything is in divine order.  Now when I have trouble sleeping, I take it as a time to pray, meditate or read something spiritual. Soon I'm able to turn out the light, and get a good night's rest.

Wishing you a joyful day with your Angels.

Rae Karen