A Story of Wings

Today’s post is by¬†Kimberly Ann Borin¬† Angels show up in the most unexpected of ways and this past year was no different. This year, I decided to offer myself a Gift Year. I was yearning to take time off to pursue a theological education and had been discerning for more than a year with prayer, […]

September 09, 2017 by Kimberly Ann Borin 4 Comments
Categories: Body Prayer and Self Compassion. Tags: angels and wings. Formats: Article and Friday Blog. Interest Areas: Friday Blog.

There must be always remaining in every life,
some place for the singing of angels,
some place for that which in itself
is breathless and beautiful.

~Howard Thurman

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Gabriel’s Towing Service

I was rescued by an angel named Gabriel. It was the last day of our retreat and our leader offered some suggestions. She said it was best to not rush off from the retreat to try to catch up on all the things we didn’t get done. She encouraged us to take our time, drive slowly and rest as we eased back into our busy work schedule. Of course, I felt that somehow I was exempt from her instructions.

The minute the retreat was over and we said our goodbyes, I hopped into my car, threw my bags in the backseat and tried to get out of the parking lot before it got jammed up. Not more than 40 seconds later I found my car bucking, jerking, revving, and on the verge of stalling at the next traffic light. I was horrified and immediately filled with dread. I had no time to deal with a problem car.

Lucky for me I made it to the next large building, a spa. I found it interesting to have just left a retreat center and to barely have made it to the parking lot of a spa. I parked the car, gave it a grimacing look, and went to the spa to call Triple A. I growled at myself for not having listened to our retreat leader and wondered if I was being punished for not following the directions.