I’ll Get There
I started this about five times this morning and deleted each one. I wasn’t sure I wanted to write this morning and maybe I’ll delete this one too. My Angels weren’t just for me. They’re there for everyone I know. But that seems rather a broad scope whether one even believes in God. I’ve learned long ago that beliefs don’t matter except just to me. I believe in my Angels and really, if you want to know the Truth, that is all that matters. What anyone believes about God, Angels, or even Jesus doesn’t really matter to me or even to God Himself. I am but a simple Messenger with a simple Message. And I don’t cram my Angels down anyone’s throat. To me, they are real. But I am my only proof. I had no witnesses. I have just my word. And often in my thinking, I am a relatively lousy ambassador for Angels. But I try to judge as I know God judges and that is to go so far to excuse unbelief. Jus...