Guard duty with
a guardian angel
We’ve all heard about guardian angels. Maybe they’re male or
female, or maybe they have wings. Named by my mother for an archangel, I know
that my guardian angel has been on assignment through some wild episodes—and I
have to thank God Above for the love, persistence, and wisdom of the one
assigned to me. This is my story—and Grainger’s. That’s the name I call my
Guardian Angel.
These are the memoirs of a lifetime of challenges and struggles
with a learning disorder, a love of reading, social and behavioral challenges,
and a very toxic and unfriendly family environment. But belief in God has
brought me an advanced degree in education, travel to a foreign country where
Americans are not readily welcomed, and happiness, enthusiasm, and remarkable
connections that extend over an ocean’s distance. Through it all, I have
learned to say on a daily basis that I am blessed and thankful—and grateful—for
the chances and choices I have made that uplift my spirit. I have found ways to
encourage others of all ages through writing, a career in education, and
sincere motivation. I credit my Guardian Angel for doing anything needed to
keep me remembering that God has plans for me. And in doing so, I am a servant
for God’s work—and part of God’s creation in ways that fulfill my life.
Behind every moment of doubt, there is always a reason to believe
in the power that God will hear our prayers, our worries, and our thanks when
it all becomes clear. This is my story of how my Guardian Angel, “Grainger,”
has blessed me and made it clear in my life to give thanks for God’s goodness.
And how much it took for me to learn to thank God, our Creator, for all that I
am.
You are a beautiful soul!
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