Something funny—no, not the right word—amazing, I guess, happened to me this morning. My alarm clock didn’t wake me up. My guardian angel did.
It’s rare that I forget to set my alarm clock because I’m quite a sleeper. Especially in the morning. Weekends I can sleep in till 9 or even 10. I don’t feel lazy because I get up weekday mornings at the crack of dawn. If I set my alarm, that is.
Last night I didn’t. But at 6:30 this morning I was awakened anyway: “Colleen!” It was a voice almost completely unfamiliar. The tenor was authoritative but not reprimanding. Demanding but not threatening. Loud but not scary. I can’t say if it was a male or female voice. Odd, isn’t it?
I say the voice was almost completely unfamiliar because I have heard it once before. Under the same exact conditions. When I would have overslept because I forgot to set my alarm.
The parking angel seems to elude me, but I believe we get the angels we really need. For me it’s an alarm clock angel. What kind of angel do you need?
