HOW MANY TIMES, in your life, have you done something nice for other people? Something thoughtful? How many smiles have you spent for them? How many puppies and kittens have you petted? How often, when someone is thinking of killing themselves, have you said, “I think your idea’s a permanent fix for a temporary problem.”
In all of those times (which you have mostly forgotten), in every one, you have been an angel.
In the midst of 1961, on a Manhattan sidewalk, an attractive woman looked at me, and in passing on the stream of other-bound pedestrians, she smiled at me for a second. I don’t know why: maybe she was just happy. But that was (1961 – 2014 = ) 53 years ago, and I still smile back to her, whether she’s somewhere in New York, in some other country, whether she’s on this planet or not,
She was an angel, changing my life in one second. Just yesterday i had a message from a friend who was standing in a troubled checkout line, everyone there was wanting to get this shopping finished and someone was slowing the line. She said, “Maybe we’re being slowed up here because a car’s going to kill us if we move…” Everyone laughed, and the next minute a car drove half-way through the window of the market. No one was hurt.
Someone remembered her words, to a reporter, and the newspaper said next day, that there was an angel there, who made us all stop, and saved our lives for not being in front of that window at that moment..
My friend said, “I’m no angel! I just thought of some funny reason for us to stay where we were.” Do you think she was no angel? If not, I’ll give her fifty angel-points for her smile and for thinking to say what she said when she did.
When we consider the millions of kind and thoughtful deeds others do for others and for us, and which we do for them, of course we realize that there’s a need for us amateurs to be temporary angels. How will that feel, to be given angel-points some day, from a full-time angel?