Was there an angel in my room this morning?
6:30 a.m. My husband is starting the pellet stove and leaving for work. I roll over and reach for my ipod.
Tucking the buds in my ears I fall back to sleep.
Songs of glory play in my ear. One earbud falls out.
I dream.
Movement in my room stirs me awake but my eyes won't open. I try to sit up. Did hubby forget something? He must be in the dresser as I feel something brush against the bed.
Softness of movement and sound fuse together.
What do angel's wings sound like? Is there movement in the heavenlies this morning?
Are my unanswered prayers still before Him?
Do I doze?
I awake.
I must have been dreaming.
But I know I wasn't.
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