When her brother passed unexpectedly, she went to the cemetery to offer prayers. Her children were meeting her there. She got some flowers and picked up some small stones to bring to the grave. The office gave her a map to find the section, but she had no idea where the specific grave was.
No one was around, and she got lost. A man in work clothes approached and offered help—pointing out to her that each grave had a number carved into the corner.
She easily followed the path to a freshly dug hole.
At that point, she looked up and saw her children approaching in their car. She waved to them, and motioned to her brother’s grave.
Turning to thank the man for his help, there was no sight of him! She saw no mode of transportation—no sign of the man’s having been there at all. Nothing…
Closing her eyes, she thanked God for sending that angel.
Miracles happen. She (and WE) can appreciate each reminder of that gift, and all of the angelic-helpers we all have!
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