Influenced by Angels
Most might know who Clarence was in the classic movie “It’s a Wonderful Life.” He was a wingless angel who saved family man and banker George Baily from jumping off a bridge. Failure at his bank set him on a path of regret and despair—to conclude everything would be better off in his mind.
Clarence shows George how sad life would be without him. When he convinces George it is all worth it, the angel Clarence finally gets his wings.
This article is about angels, not celestial beings like Clarence. It is more like real-life angels who do the Creator’s bidding, which is always good and moral.
One take on angels goes back to ancient times. It comes from the Talmud, which is the commentary on the Bible. “Every blade of grass has an angel that bends over it and whispers, ‘Grow! Grow!'”
I like to think any human who displays kindness or goes beyond to help is an angel. We can all be like “angels” and elevate one another.
Here are a few examples of present day angels in my life.
The other day I was feeling lethargic. Out of the blue a friend whom I hadn’t been in touch with for a while texted me to meet for lunch. I think the timing of this was the Creator’s way to get me off my butt, off to my friend with whom there has been a dialogue between kindred souls for many years.
Everyone can point to someone who seems to come through in so many ways. That would be my incredibly kind sister. She is cooperative, responsive, funny and someone who can save lives. She is no doubt an angel.
While actions do speak louder than words, words are often shown through actions. I recently got advice about an article revision from a wise woman at She’s It. She ended her email with these 4 words, “You can do it.” These words inspired me to dig deeper and find my voice.
Consider the teacher who motivates students by addressing their different ways of learning. We can all remember certain classes where we pretty much had to teach ourselves. Those teachers who make subjects come alive are truly angels.
There are the police men and women who defy racial stereotypes by believing all lives matter. For those who lead with a mandate of justice, they are undoubtedly angels.
Some work cultures are competitive and sadly mean-spirited, while there is that one person who asks, “Do you need help?” This person breaks the mold of those being out for themselves—a true angel.
There are a few more friends of mine who are almost always even tempered and savor the present moment. Two ladies come to mind. We met when our children were young and our neighborhood had a Mommy and Me class.
When my son was three years old, I took him to a Mommy and Me group as his first real social experience among his peers. The moms were all cordial but perhaps not so warm and welcoming. This was except for one slightly older lady with a blonde ponytail and a southern accent, whom I learned was a nanny. I’ll call her “D.” She was marvelous with children. She was playful and had oodles of patience. She helped me find my own imagination and playfulness to share with my children, and many others.
The second angel, I’ll call her “S”—I met her when she joined a friend with whom I made plans to walk. “S” and I bonded instantly and became (and stayed) friends over the next 20 something years. She loves nature, dogs and is eternally positive. “S” modeled risk taking and going with the flow. These were good lessons for me. I was not skilled with either taking risks or flow-going. These lessons have served me over my life. Both people are angels I’m grateful for meeting in such random circumstances.
Another angel was my namesake, my Russian-born Grandma Bluma. She died before I was born and I was given my name, Beth, in her memory. According to aunts, uncles and older cousins, she had a loving and accepting nature. She was a great cook and wonderful hostess. She was also intelligent and valued learning. But best of all, she was warm and authentic—with no airs.
Interesting that all three of these angels in my life share a knack for nurturing with me. Regardless of life’s hiccups, they rally quickly and get back on their feet. They are better at rallying than me, but I am learning.
They have all been placed in my life to teach “joie de vivre,”—joy of living, while being generous and charitable. Whatever they have done they have been highly focused on the “now.” They continue to raise up anyone around them, Grandma Bluma included. All three of them are total angels.
So, I rest my case that angels exist and come to us in a sea of challenges. Pay attention. Most angels are unsung heroes. They are indeed the ones who bend over blades of grass saying “Grow, grow.”
What angels do you have in your life that lend to your sense of spirituality?