dancing with the angels

i was told, recently, about a special-needs child who lives in Alberta and claims to see angels. this boy is not prone to the fanciful. he is alert, rational, and serious. but he sees angels. one day, he turned on the music in the living room and began to twirl. his mother called to him, ‘what are you doing, sweetie?’ to which he replied, ‘i’m dancing with the angels.’

this morning, i played guitar at church. after one set of worship songs, the congregation sat down. my mum kept standing. her eyes were shut, and she was smiling… swaying, back and forth… her face, radiant.

i have no doubt that Mum too, was dancing with the angels.

today, let’s close our eyes so we can see them. the godly beings, amongst us. and then, let’s dance.



  1. Linda said,

    January 18, 2010 at 9:58 pm

    It seems it is the pure in heart who have such vision. I long to see with those eyes too.

  2. January 20, 2010 at 5:57 pm

    I don’t visit enough.
    And when I do , your words always make me close my eyes for moment too.
    Perhaps angels can write.
    The love you have for your family is profoundly beautiful.

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