Angels among us

Stumbling.
echoes of the day prior overcame the morning’s novelty
disappointment amplified
glistening tears streamed a familar path forming droplets on my lips
memories, introspection…. harsh tones woke me that morning
but….. modest miracles carved a different ending to the day’s chapter
Moments with a friend, sharing coffee and making history
others……phone calls
notes,
words of encouragement
and then,
one so dear, suffering enormously,
the agony written on his countenance,
 reached out in an unbelievable way.
There we were, the suffering and the suffering,
blessed with the gift of presence
crying
laughing
praying,
and sharing a meal

Nothing changed
But, yet everything changed

Thanks be to God

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