Angelic

Yesterday I entertained angels in my home. They weren't strangers; they were well known friends. Just like angels, they came to lift and strengthen me. Just like angels, they came by assignment from God, and just like angels when they left I felt a little lighter.


Our visit was common enough. We talked of canning and drying fruit, busy schedules and children. Yet, these were the very things I was struggling with and needed to hash out with kind and experienced friends. I had read the message they gave me, but their insights helped me see things I'd missed. I was left with profound, uplifting thoughts to ponder.


As I thought of my visit with them I was reminded of the words of Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, “But when we speak of those who are instruments in the hand of God, we are reminded that not all angels are from the other side of the veil. Some of them we walk with and talk with—here, now, every day. Indeed heaven never seems closer than when we see the love of God manifested in the kindness and devotion of people so good and so pure that angelic is the only word that comes to mind.”


I'm sure when my visiting teachers knocked at my door they weren't thinking about being instruments in the hand of God. They weren't thinking about being angelic. But they are women of devotion who are “so good and so pure that angelic is the only word that comes to mind.”