I met the Archangel Michael today. Sure he was disguised as an ex drug addict, who told me that every day was a struggle to stay off crack, and he didnt have but about five teeth in his mouth and those were hanging by a thread of gum and bone. However, his disguise didnt fool me. I saw right through it, to the inside of this beautiful soul. He came up behind me as I was running up the stairs to the train and said, Come on baby girl, you can make it. I said, If I dont make it another one will be around. Then he responded, Im going to make it. Ill hold the door for you and save you a seat. I sat next to him and we laughed, talked about God, and cars, and weed, and how he was the only one left of his family - two brother (one murdered - which is why he lost his mind in the 80s and started using), a sister, his Ma and his Pa all gone. I told him about Ancestors. Then he told me that I was the most beautiful person he had ever encountered on his recovery journey. Then he got off the train and vanished. See, I told you I met the Archangel Michael today.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 00:31:19 +0000
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