The Angel Plate
There is always hope.
I'm proud of my angels, and I offered some of my collection as table decorations for a church luncheon and bazaar.
Unfortunately I wasn't handy with crafts, so I didn't have anything for the sale area. I was between jobs, as they say, and could have used some income.
My friend Dee drove me and my box of angels to church. I took her to see a beautiful hand-painted angel plate I'd spotted on a crafts table. "I sure do wish I could afford it," I said.
Later Dee let me off at a bus stop so I could do some shopping. She said she'd take the box of angels to my house. In a short while I didn't feel well. I'd never expereneced such terrible stomach cramps.
I could barely walk, but I made my way to the hospital nearby. An ER doctor examined me. Then, as mysteriously as it had come, the pain went away.
I got on a bus for home, exhausted. Out of work. Maybe unhealthy. God, what do I do?
On my porch sat my box of angels. I'd forgotten about them. And on top was the angel plate I had admired at the bazaar. Dee. With good friends and angels there is always hope.
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