Today, as many know is the Feast of the Guardian Angel. My parents taught us to see our Guardian Angel as real as our best friends. (which they are). They said, talk to your guardian angel at all times, in times of need or time of joy. Remember the custom my mother had in search of a good parking spot, to pray to our Guardian Angel and sure enough.. open up a spot. I also recall my parents telling us to pray to the Guardian Angel of another person, to help in any situations.
My Guardian Angel.... I know that my Guardian Angel is named Malcolm. He is a very tall, black, and good looking... (just picture Micheal Jordan) Angel. Where did I get this, of course from my Guardian Angel.
One story that I have of my Guardian Angel, that will never leave my mind and heart ...
One day as a college student out in St.Louis, I was walking back from the bookstore downtown from a small town called Clinton, , (at that time, I walk everywhere due to no car but due to it was just easy to catch a bus here or there) and it was getting a bit dark and I just wanted to get inside my room, I always talk to my Malcolm, especially when walking to make sure I was being safe, and this evening wasn't different, I talk to him, asking him to protect me and before you know it I was safe and sound in my room. I didn't think much of this since I do it all the time..
Until..... next morning at breakfast, a friend of mine, says to me... "Hey... I saw you yesterday walking ..., Who is that tall Black man you were talking to on your way home?".. as you can imagine.. I was a bit shock and all I could say was a Great blessed friend!"
So... What is your Guardian Angel's Name?