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Time had come for the new guardian angel assignments. As each angel received his list of names, wings fluttered as everyone rushed off. Soon only Gabby, the extrovert, was left. She had been chatting until she was alone in the room with the archangel, Sari, one of the angels that had special connections with humans. She loved her job and understood Gabby perhaps better than most.
Gabby had a natural tendency to fix things. She had talked with Sari and even chatted with Jesus. They explained her job was to guide and to use her best judgment. God wanted both the angels and the humans to have free will. Sometimes Gabby wished that God would make all of the decisions, and then maybe she wouldn’t make so many mistakes. Jesus explained misjudgments helped everyone learn.
Gabby gasped as she looked at her assignments, then lowered her eyes, “Please, Sari, I love all my humans, especially Shae, but the last time I was her guardian, I messed up.” Gabby dripped golden tears. “I know she was never alone and Jesus is always with her, but I still blame myself. I got distracted. Humans fascinate me; I was mesmerized and didn’t hear her call. It’s my fault that she went on the date and that horrible human committed such a dastardly deed.” Sari felt angel eyes glaring at her. “I know he was in cahoots with The Evil One, but he had free will too. He could have chosen not to take advantage of the sweet girl.”
Sari nodded and gently caressed Gabby. “But Shae had free will too. Her friends and family told her to stay away from him. Even Jesus spoke to her while she slept. Every night she had nightmares that Harold tried to kill her, but she thought she could change him.”
Brushing away the redness that was burning her heart, Gabby gasped. “She is in constant pain; thanks to the disease he gave her.”
Mastering the look, Sari’s wisdom penetrated the red shame around Gabby. “She hasn’t been your assignment lately. How do you know she’s in pain?”
“Sometimes when I have free time, I flit through her house. I thought she had recovered at first. She’s such a gregarious soul. Her dream job of helping babies enter the world seemed like the perfect salve for her wounds. It was amazing to watch her work. She prayed for her patients and helped ease their pain by teaching them different ways to breathe. Shae taught them tricks to care for those squirmy babies. She’d hover over their beds for hours to help new babies learn to nurse. It was beautiful. Then she became too ill to work; so she put extraordinary effort into raising her children and oh they’ve turned out well.”
Gabby flushed again. She dipped her head. Sari made a tsk-tsk sound with her wings. “I know you feel responsible. Before you tell me that she’s punishing herself because she feels like a failure; I already know she’s close to becoming a full-fledged agoraphobic, hence, the reason for your one-on-one assignment. She’s been screaming for God to help her. She thinks the world would be better off without her. If you hadn’t been busy chatting…”
Swirls of colors were pushing against Gabby’s form. She dropped to her knees, golden tears joined the colors. “Oh the cries, she’s in agony, not just her body, but her soul. Oh Sari, please ask Jesus to stop her. I don’t know if I can bear it if I fail her again, I don’t know what to whisper in her ear. How do I get her to understand she wasn’t born to be alone? She needs people to love, to watch over, to help others to thrive. Please, Sari, you go; you can save her. Why aren’t you leaving? Can’t you hear her crying for her mommy? I know you’ve met her in heaven; take her with you. She’ll listen to her mother.”
Sari simply pushed Gabby, “Jesus told you to tend to her. He believes in you. Listen closely; it may sound like Shae is saying Mommy but in Angelic-speak, she is calling Gabby.”
With that, Gabby prayed as she flew to earth, “Jesus, please let me be on time. Help me to know what to say to make her realize the world still needs her.” Golden feathers floated in the sky as Gabby raced to get there in time.
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