Angels

We each have a guardian angel
Blessed by the peace she brings
And although we cannot see her
We feel the brush of wings.

No heavenly clash of thunder,
Nor vision of golden throne,
Just the faithful certitude
That we are not alone.

She brings us light in darkness,
Gives calm in times of fear;
Hope lives in the knowing
That she is always near.

Compassion for our tears
Comfort with each nod;
Her mission is no chance of fate—
She is a gift from God.

By Dr. C. David Hay

(Dr. C. David Hay is a member of St. Joseph University Parish in Terre Haute.) †

The Criterion