To A Possible Angel
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shadowdream
shadowdream Gen X Writer, Artist, Christian, Taken
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For @inspartion's contest. Inspired by a true story.

To A Possible Angel

This is based on one emotional day that I had today, where I saw a homeless woman sleeping on the park bench near my work. She had her belongings in duffle bags that she pushed around in a shopping cart. I felt the need to help her so I went to the nearby Walmart and bought some essentials that I put in a care package for her.

When I had the care package ready to give to her, she was gone and nowhere to be found.

If I were to write her a letter and leave it on the park bench with the outside chance of her returning, it would go something like this:

Hey, How are you? We don't know each other, but I do know that laying on a park bench exposed to all kinds of elements isn't the life that you planned. I mean, no one ever says "When I grow up, I want to be a homeless person!" #neverhappens!

As kids, we aim high and want to have exciting professions like ballerinas, firemen, baseball players, astronauts, doctors, and Disney Princesses. I'm sure that you had really big dreams as a young girl.

I'm not sure what kind of childhood that you had if it was good or bad, or what your family life was like. I don't know if you were involved in extracurricular activities like soccer, karate, or dance. I don't know how your teenage years were like, whether you went to the homecoming dance or your senior prom. I can only wonder whether or not you were a cheerleader.

I'm not sure if you graduated or dropped out. Nor would I know if you have any kind of college education. Relationships? Marriages? Children? Maybe you are here because you left someone who was abusive to you. If that was the case, then I am so sorry you went through that. Domestic abuse is horrible and nobody deserves it!

Well, I prepared a little something for you. It's a little care package full of essential items that will hopefully help you out. I call it a blessing bag. It has hand sanitizer, hand wipes, a compact umbrella, and pancho for the rain, suntan lotion, sunglasses, and a baseball cap to protect you from the sun. It has a covid mask and hair ribbon combo. It was a match set.

There's also three bottles of water, a clean empty water bottle for refills, some Cliff Bars for energy. They're nice and chewy. In case they 're too much on your teeth and painful to eat, I also put in some apple sauce snack packs for you and some plastic utensils to eat them with.

It's not much, but at least these items will help to relieve your suffering a little bit and bring some healing. I enclosed a Bible and a tract in there to give you hope. It's a reminder to you that Jesus loves you and He is watching over you. To prove it, He sent me in your path to share His love and hope with you.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking! "Another Bible thumping holy roller preaching Jesus to me! I've heard it all before from so many people!" Well, so many of those people planted seeds in your heart. One or all of those seeds could grow you into a new saving faith in Jesus! But I leave that in God's hands. After all, He's in charge of the results, not me.

I don't know the pain, the heartache, and the horror that you have been going through. I don't know the anguish of your heart, the desperation of your soul, the torment of your mind, nor the tears that run down your cheek.

If there is any possible way shape or form for me to take away this crap and for you to live a happy life, I would do it! Every time I think of you, I cry...UGH! AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU! I'm choking back the tears right now as I write this!

I came to deliver this care package after work today and I find that you are gone! I don't see you anywhere! I looked all over the place for you and you simply vanished out of my sight!

My first thought was that I wasn't fast enough to get this to you and I asked God to forgive me, and yeah, you guessed it, I cried like crazy! When I got back to my empty workplace, I was sitting on the floor in the middle of a dark hallway crying and worrying about you.

The carpet was soaked with my tears. Thank goodness nobody else was there and saw this hot mess! I would have been a sight! Perhaps you weren't human at all, but an undercover angel sent here by God to test me. I've read about that in the Bible. I don't know if I passed because just I missed you.

Well, if you are a real person, just know that you are on my heart and mind and I'm praying for you. I have a nice bag of goodies for you if I ever see you again. If not, no big deal. God is good and I am sure that I will find another homeless person that I can bless. There are so many near my work.

It was nice talking to you! Try and stay safe and healthy. I wish for nothing but the best for you and I hope that some of your childhood dreams will actually come true. If I don't see you again in this life, then I will see you in Heaven. I love you. God bless! Sincerely, Michael

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