Friday, October 13, 2017

A Lesson in Resilence: An Angel Message

The angel card for today, the Angel of Resilience, reminded me of a lesson my husband, Elliot, and I learned many years ago.  While living in Virginia Beach, we were driving along Bird Neck Road one windy morning when we saw an unusual sight.   

Uncle Sam’s over-sized  RED, WHITE, and BLUE striped TOP HAT was rolling along the curbside, keeping pace with the ongoing traffic!  The Liberty Tax  man stood bareheaded on the corner, his striped trousers flapping in the wind like a pair of  patriotic flags.

Not a good omen for Uncle Sam to lose his hat,  like two super heroes, we playfully set out to restore justice.  We laughed, tracking that colorful TOP HAT, as it rolled safely by the curb for quite a distance; it seemed to have a life force of its own. 

Then up ahead, it came to a stop. 

This was my chance!  I jumped out of the car, making a run for it.  

But just as I reached for the wide blue brim...the wind playfully whisked it from my imminent grasp. Down the curbside, it rolled like a wheel on its merry way, with me lagging behind.   

A tease,  it stopped several more times.  But, again, before I could grab it, away it spun.  I began to feel like a fool chasing an illusive butterfly.  Embarrassed and winded, I gave up and returned to the car. 

But something kept us in the colorful hat rolled ahead of us down the road.    Then we watched in dismay when it changed direction, and spun onto the busy road.  Artfully dodging several tires, luck soon ran out.  

Flattened like a patriotic pancake, Uncle Sam's hat lay in the road. 

 Our mission had been foiled. We were ready to give up the chase.  

But to our surprise, a sudden gust of wind popped that lifeless hat back into shape, as good as new!  

We laughed, the chase was on again.  

Another break came when unexpectedly it rolled into a parking lot and stopped, right side up.   The game was over.

 Elliot sped into the lot. Quickly he opened the driver's door  and reached down to nab the prize.  Victory. Mission accomplished. 

Before long, a smiling Uncle Sam was reunited with his top hat, thanks to the angels who helped us keep at it.        
That playful lesson made me think about how we're so close to reaching a goal when suddenly it's whisked away, leaving us feeling crushed. But like that top hat, the Holy Spirit, (often described as the Wind or Breath of God) will suddenly breathe new life into us and we can pop back into shape, ready to roll on to victory.  

So don't ever give up.

Wishing you a day of unexpected victories.

Enjoy your day with the Angels,

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

1 comment:

Unknown said...

What a fun story ... and wonderful reminder ... a great way to start my day :)