Wednesday, May 27, 2020

Do You See What I See? An Angel Message

In the middle of the night, I thought I heard the song of a frog calling.  

This morning, while filling up my watering can, I saw something unusual in the rock garden pool. 

A strange green lump was sticking up in the pond that was now blanketed in dainty green vegetation, all of the same kind.   

Clothed in a garland of tiny butterfly shaped plants, the little brown frog was a perfect candidate for an angel blog.  I'd been meaning to drain the pond, but ran out of energy with the new move.  Now having compassion, I thought about gently spraying him off with the garden hose, only something made me stop.  I'm glad I did.  

When I returned with my camera, the frog was patiently waiting, in stillness, his humped back laced with fine greenery.  His expression was not a happy one.

I got down eye level with the little frog. 

That's when I could see the clear path in the watery green patch that he created by going back and forth trying to find a way out.      

He made a sudden splash toward the steep slippery plastic wall.  I knew then he needed a helping hand up.    

When I told Elliot, he assured me that little frog could leap out, not to worry. 

But another strong angel wave told me otherwise.  "No, he needs help!" I said, searching for a long stick to set the captive free.    

To my surprise, Elliot grabbed a nearby garden shovel.  "Here, we go!"

In one loving scoopful of watery green vegetation, it was happening.  

The willing brown frog, still clad in sprigs of butterfly vegetation, patiently rode the long-handled shovel.  

Higher, and higher, to great freedom.  

 I could sense a smile, watching the gleam in his eye, as he rode the old garden spade, like a  gentleman taking an elevator to the top floor.    

Effortlessly, lifted out of troubled waters, what joy to see the little frog now safely perched on a large garden rock near the pool.   

Inspired, I did a little more research on frogs.  They signal transformation through water and sound.  The frog is a creature of metamorphosis as it changes from an egg, to a tadpole, to a frog.  And so frog is a symbol of coming into one's own creative power.  If a frog has hopped into your life, you may need to get in touch with the water element.  Are you becoming waterlogged, bogged down, or drowning in emotions? 

I was thankful for his timely visit today.  F.R.O.G. is an acronym for (F)ully (R)ely (O)n (G)od.   During these months of tremendous global transformation, like that frog stuck in the monotony of a small stagnant pool, we, too, will be delivered into expansive new waters of life.  So keep the faith and patiently focus on fully relying on God.  Like frog, we can sing our own song in the night, knowing there will be an answer in divine order.  

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and peace,

Rae Karen