To my dismay, her tiny outstretched hand had broken off, and was laying in the sink. At least it was a clean break, but I wondered what the message may be. An angel losing her right hand didn't seem like a positive sign.

As I sadly picked up the tiny angel hand in the sink, my son spotted a little treefrog, clinging to the kitchen windowpane, near where the angel had stood. I smiled. So playful Hei-Hei must have knocked the angel from the sill while trying to reach the frog.
Elliot was going to glue the angel's hand back on, but it was getting late so I suggested waiting until tomorrow.
This morning while on the porch, an angel thought wafted in about the message. The angel was symbolic of giving me "a hand". This blue bird angel had been posted on the windowsill by an old photo of my son and me taken many years ago. The angel is going to help us. I smiled as the treefrog's appearance was another reminder to Fully Rely On God.
I'm so grateful for these powerfully uplifting visual messages. A wonderful reminder that our angels are always ready to give us a helping hand. All we have to do is remember to ask and be grateful for their loving service.
Enjoy your day with the angels.
Love and joyful blessings,
Rae Karen