My Beautiful Dream
At the edge of a dream, I stood before a radiant vision, where light poured into the ocean, painting the world in vivid colours—a scene of overwhelming beauty and profound mystery.
I dragged myself out of bed, hair looking like I’ve been wrestling with a tornado, and there He was, with a big grin, shining like the bright morning sun. Oh, I am madly in love with this Guy, more than all of you put together.
Oh, I was so furious, so furious; if I saw a bucket of water, I would pour it on him so his shining wings, which were so proud in the air as I walked out of the exam hall, would dim a bit.
Angels on Duty: Happy Angels Season
You know how sometimes you feel like something’s creeping too close in your space, and you whisper, “St Michael – the Archangel, defend me”? Yeah, that’s his cue.