A random collection of angels adorns a corner cabinet in the dining room, a reminder of my mother and her love of angels but most of all what God does daily for me.
For as long as I can remember my mother collected angels. She purchased them mainly at garage sales. Her collection was rather mismatched. Many had chips in them from years of children playing with them and accidently dropping them. They weren’t off limits. We learned to love them.
When my mother died in 1992, a good friend gave me a precious gift. Instead of flowers or food, she gave me two angels, a boy and a girl. She wrote a note that I wish I saved. But I remember it simply said that these angels were the start of a collection in remembrance of my mother. The two symbolized my son and daughter. She also said the angels symbolized what God’s love for me.
After that angels came from everywhere. Every birthday, Christmas, Mother’s Day, could guarantee another angel. At first I placed them on top of my great-grandmother’s bureau. It seemed a fitting place to display the collection.
When the collection started taking over the house I began putting some that were my least favorite in storage. In doing so, I began to think about why I even wanted to display angel figurines. After all, they are just statues and not angels in the least.
I believe angels are all around us. They exist as unseen spirits but every once in awhile they manifest themselves enough for us to see them. When God has a message to send to us and can’t impress us any other way He sends an angel. They come to us in various forms and their entrance into our lives is always startling, no matter what form they manifest.
Ever thought about what it would like to see an angel? Every time in the scriptures when an angel appeared it terrified people out of their wits. Angels don’t come to frighten us but their holiness; their radiating light must be spectacular. That’s why they say, “Hold on. Don’t’ be afraid. I have good news. Really.”
Angels I’ve heard of in recent years, though, seem to come clothed as regular people delivering a specific message. The hearer usually knows this is a message from God because it is given by someone whom they do not know but knows everything about them.
Then there are people, real people, who act in accordance with God’s will. They aren’t angels exactly. They are flesh and blood people who every once in awhile act like angels, like Beverly, my friend who gave me the gift of beginning my own angel collection.
Today, the prize of my collection is the Seraphim warrior angel that stands over a foot high on the top shelf of my curio cabinet. I love his ready stance, sword to be drawn to defeat the enemy. It reminds me daily that God’s unseen angels are doing battle on my behalf.
I can picture the strong Angel of the Lord with his army camped around me. “For the Angel of the Lord is a guard; he surrounds and defends all who fear him” (Psalm 34:7, NLT).
Sometimes God works through people who act like his messenger angels. Sometimes angels look like someone we never met who gives us a special message or does something memorable for us. Sometimes they show themselves to us in their entire splendor to arrest us in their glory and let us know for sure they are from God.
Many times, and I believe this is their most prevalent duty; they stand guard over us because we have a duty to do here on earth. “For he will give His angels especial charge over you to accompany and defend and preserve you in all your ways of obedience and service” (Psalms 91:11).
A final note, in the KJV it says “to keep you in all your ways”. I always thought this meant God would watch over us no matter what we were doing. If you think that go back and reread the verse in the amplified version. He is fighting for us when we are fighting for Him.
When we are doing our job, He stands with a ready army of prepared random angels fitted for the exact purpose we need. Random angels, just the thought brings me peace. What about you?