Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Your Guardian Angel Misses You!

 Staying at the Daughters of Saint Paul convent for a week last Spring was an absolutely wonderful experience. The pre-scheduled rhythm of life, prayer, Mass, meals, and friendly and welcoming sisters were all an absolute joy. Yes, life in the convent was absolutely perfect…and then I showed up. 

When we pulled up to the convent and saw one of the sisters holding the front door open for us, I shouted, “Hi! We made it!! It’s so great to see you!!!”, which would have been fine if it wasn’t nearly 10:00 pm with most of the sisters trying to get to sleep after a busy day. The next day, after coming back to the convent at night, I arrived at the door of my room only to realize I had locked my keys inside when I left earlier. This time, instead of waking everyone up by shouting, it was a 10:00 pm text for help that roused a sister to come to my rescue. 

And if all that wasn’t embarrassing enough, my final act was accidentally kicking a doorstop  holding open a hallway door out of it’s place. That may not sound like a big deal, but that particular doorstop had probably been in its place for years without ever being moved, because when we tried to put it back in to hold the door open, we couldn’t figure it out. The door continually overpowered the small rubber stop with each new attempted placaement, leaving us all puzzled with how we were going to get this door propped open again. 

I’m guessing I’m not going to be getting any invitations to your home after reading all of this…

As we continued to struggle with the doorstop, I had the idea that we should probably pray for help with the situation. I mean, we were in a convent after all. Immediately, two sisters who were watching this whole ordeal unfold dropped to their knees and began praying. You can probably guess how the story ends. As soon as they said “Amen”, the doorstop held the door open as it had done before and all was back to normal. I mean, we were in a convent after all.

One of the sisters mentioned something along the lines of “My Guardian Angel never lets me down!” Like a lightning bolt, I was struck with by the sad truth that I have been neglecting my Guardian Angel for a really long time. Don’t get me wrong, I still pray the Guardian Angel prayer with my kids every night before bed; you know the one: 

Angel of God, my guardian dear,
to whom God's love commits me here,
ever this day be at my side,
to light and guard, to rule and guide.

But outside of that prayer, I never really think of asking my Guardian Angel to help in my daily life. Imagine that! An angel, the angel, assigned to me personally by God, at my side every single day of my life from conception to now, and I haven’t been asking for their help?!

What a missed opportunity! What a whole bunch of missed opportunities!!

Thankfully, God is so gentle with us. He uses simple situations, like trying to get an old rubber doorstop back in place, to wake us up to realities that have fallen asleep inside us. He uses seemingly meaningless accidents and odd situations to pull us closer to Him and to remind us of the truth of Heaven and the power of prayer. He uses simple things about us, like my clumsiness, to remind us that we are loved and cared for in ways beyond our imagination.

So if it’s been a while since you’ve reached out to your Guardian Angel, take this as your reminder that they care about you, they miss you, and they want you to say hi! 

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