An Angel Cried

Heaven watches in silence as they set their eyes on the little girl that walks alone down the street. She looks left and right before crossing the road, and once clear she quickly hurries down the lonely street on a hot afternoon.

Some angels whispered among each other as they refused to take their eyes off her. She was always wearing a smile on her face and a black shirt above her favourite jeans. To many and most people, she was this happy girl that was always sweet, nice and friendly.

But the angels saw her tears. After church and lunch, after walking back home, she closes the door and locks it. She lies down on the bed and wonder why is life never fair on her. Why is she always the one so vulnerable to the heartaches and pains of life. Why is she always the one challenged beyond what she thinks she can take. Why is it that there will always be people that hurt her unknowingly and unwillingly. Why is it that people will always come and be a thorn in her little rose life when all she want is the little space that she desires?

And in the security of her little room, she lets out a tear. Her hand reaches for a piece of tissue and she blots the tears off her eyes.

The angels in the heavenly realms are still and silent. How much do they long to just hold her in their arms and wings, to protect the girl. They look toward the King on the Throne for instructions to fly down and sweep her into a place of no pain nor tears.

But the King gives no motion.

He knows, that those tears are necessary. For when those tears dry, she will walk out of her room and walk into the world testifying of the One who dried those tears. For when the storms have faded, she will sail her ship to the nearest port and speak of the One whose hand was over her when the winds blew and the waves hit her.

For when the angel cried, the King knows. Exactly when she cried, and precisely why she cried. The King, after all, never leaves any angel on Earth, left to cry alone. In His own ways, he reminds her of the fact.

Don't cry little angel. You're not alone.