Today while standing in a spacious bookstore I picked up a book about letting go of spiritual burdens. As I touched the pages I felt a great comfort, remembering with gratitude a God who lifts burdens like mine.
“Excuse me.” The stranger’s voice startled me. I looked up to see a confident and attractive man, maybe five or ten years younger than me. Confused, I wondered if I’d given him the impression that I worked there. If you had offered me a million guesses I could have never predicted what would come out of his mouth next: “I think you’re GORGEOUS!”. With that and a smile, he simply spun around and walked away. By the time I had recovered enough to stammer ‘thank you’ he was safely out of hearing range.
Sometimes I wonder if angels still roam the earth, disguised as men.
