I’ve read a lot about guardian angels. Not the great deed doer group that started in NYC, and now does great deeds around the world (although I understand they are phenomenal!). The ones with wings.
The guardian angels that, according to Psalm 91:10-12 are the “…heavenly spirits assigned by God to watch over each of us during our lives. The role of the guardian angel is both to guide us to good thoughts, works and words, and to preserve us from evil.” According to scripture, “God has charged His angels with the ministry of watching and safeguarding every one of His creatures that behold not His face.”
With the day of reckoning upon them, the angels lined up, ready and willing to protect and guide all of God’s children. When it was Cathy’s turn, God handed her a playing card with my face on it. Cathy’s response was simple.
I know Cathy is up there right now….often laughing, more often sighing and most often wondering, “What has she gotten herself into now?” “And what am I going to have to do to get her out of this one?”
But that’s how Cathy and I roll. Or more accurately, since Cathy is the divine one and I’m not, that’s how she rolls, and I follow. To be honest, over the past 42 years, I haven’t been the easiest person to guide and protect. As if the dumb shit I did in high school and college wasn’t bad enough, I also had to test her by living in a mafia-infested area of Ukraine; staying for long periods of time in the jungles of Uganda; climbing up mountains; jumping off cliffs; scuba diving to the bottom of the Indian Ocean; and taking transatlantic flights on a near monthly basis. And we won’t even talk about the boat that capsized during a terrible storm, off the coast of Bali. I think Cathy’s still angry about that one.
While I believe Cathy could probably afford to let up a bit, I know she’s there. I’ve learned a lot from her. And I know she loves me. But now she’s bugging me to share some of my “learnings” with you, and I promised her I would.
So, this is for ‘you’ – whomever and wherever you are. Whoever this can help. Whoever may need to hear this today. This is from Cathy and your own guardian angel – whom I believe Cathy plays poker with on Thursday nights.
Please don’t forget it. I don’t want to get in trouble.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to remind you that you are strong, smart, and can endure.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to believe in your dreams. I don’t give a sh*t who tells you otherwise. (Cathy swears sometimes).
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to guarantee you that if you keep reaching, trying and working, you can achieve those dreams – but you have to take the first step.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to remind you that no matter who people think you are, or should be – I know you. I know — between the work meetings, children’s activities, and trials of life — the person who is really in there. And I’m rooting for her.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to help you get back up, any and every time you fall.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to help you address life’s challenges with the grace of a woman.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to subconsciously convince you to buy a matching set of lingerie, and high heels (or a tank top and tie-dye converse if you prefer) – not for anyone else, just for you. Because you deserve it.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to watch closely, hold you tightly, and listen intently, as you experience complete grief, and heartbreaking pain.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to promise that you’ll get through that pain. Even if I need to call in the “Big Guns” to help, not to worry, I have her direct number.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to celebrate with you, when you experience overwhelming joy.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to hold your heart still, so you can experience absolute peace.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to help you call on your sense of humor and laugh, when you really want to cry.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to sit quietly and hold your hand, when you really need to cry – even the ugly tears, if need be. And sometimes, need be.
DON’T FORGET I’M THERE to help you learn… how to love yourself.
While I believe I’m doing a crack job as your guardian angel, I’ve also provided you insurance in the form of girlfriends. It is these women who will act in my stead, on all the aforementioned topics, particularly when I’m a bit tired from your previous day’s antics.
Most importantly, DON’T FORGET I was smart enough to make sure those girlfriends — your chosen ones, are armed with wine, lots of wine.
To: All of my guardian angels. You know who you are. Thank you. I love you.
Patty McDonough Kennedy is a writer, speaker, trainer and entrepreneur. She has lived and worked in a number of countries, and mostly writes about life, motherhood, business, sisterhood, and the fabulous mess that can be. When she has other general musings and observations - she'll throw those in there too. In addition to her own writing, her blog ((Laugh Lines)) also features guest posts written by men to bring different perspectives. Contact her at pkennedy@humanworks. guru