Wow! this is my first journal entry in a really ling time.
Anyway, I had an interesting...well, i wasn't asleep so it couldn't have been a dream...but it was too beautiful to be a thought...
Maybe it was a dream...
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Anyway...I was yelling at someone because they were being mean, but not to me, to someone else. I didn't even know who I was yelling at or who I was defending. I just knew they needed help. For some reason I yelled, "BECAUSE GOD LOVES ALL HIS CHILDREN! EVEN YOU!" to whoever I was yelling at and then big, beautiful, feathery wings burst from my back. Everything around me dissapeared ands I was in the sky. Nothing below me, just a neverending sky with clouds. I flew with my new wings with the greatest happiness I've ever felt. Suddenly, a ground slowly appeared I looked down and saw a city. I was very high up, but I could still see everything. I saw a homeless man, a lost child, a gang, a dirty puppy being kicked out of a resturaunt.
Sadness swept over me and then my wings burst. The feathers were gone, floating downward toward the city. I stared at where my wings once were and all that was left were the bones holding the feathers. I started to fall. Before I hit the ground, I slowed down and landed on my feet. I looked around to find myself in the city, right in front of the homeless man. He took no notice of me falling from the sky and just kept staring at his feet with sadness and dispair on his face. He had a tin cup in his hands and I could see inside a penny and a dime. I felt through my pockets. One pocket had a dollar and another had a nickel and a few pennies. I started taking out the change becuase I could buy something to eat with my dollar. Then I stopped and looked at the homeless man's boney arms sticking out from his coat. I put the change in his tin cup and he took no notice...and then I added the dollar, the last of the money in my pocket. His eyes slowly raised to look inside the cup then he looked at me, and a very small, forgotten smile grew on his lips. I just stared, for he looked as if this was the first smile he's ever had.
Something white slowly fell in front of me. I put out my hands and caught it. It was one of the feathers that came from my wings.
Now I realize to get my wings back and become the angel I want to be, I need to be an angel to others to.
And maybe someday, I won't do kind things for others just to get my wings, but just to be nice. heart
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YESTERDAY is history
TOMORROW is a mystery
TODAY is God's GIFT
That's why it's called the PRESENT