Angel

I saw an angel.
Her age was countable with the 5 fingers of my hand.
She looked at me and gave an angelic smile.
While everyone bowed their heads, she swarmed in and out.
Then, she stopped when she saw someone crying.
'why is she crying?' she wondered.
Too young to understand, she tried to help.
So, she pulled the blanket straight and smoothed the ends with her tiny hands.
My fingers continued on the piano as I silently observed her.
The music went on.
The prayers went on.
God dwelt in the place, his presence as strong as ever.

Matthew 18:3
i tell you the truth, unless you turn around and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven


Today, I saw an angel in a child.

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