Being Each Other’s Mortal Angels

2/5/22

Hello Good Person!

Have you ever been somebody’s mortal angel?  

I bet you have, probably countless times if you objectively looked over the course of your life and noticed all the times you did something kind for another.  It doesn’t have to be grand gestures and life saving moments, it could also be when you gave someone the benefit of the doubt or showed some sort of courtesy that you didn’t have to do (like let them in front of you as they’re waiting to pull out onto a busy street, open a door for or compliment someone, etc.).  Would you tell us about at least one of your angelic moments?

I’m now able to see more clearly how often I have done something right for others.  For so many years every kind thing I did seemed to be swallowed up into the void of ‘it’s never enough to justify my existence’.  

Do you now what I mean? 

And until recently, really, I couldn’t see and/or receive what mortal angels were doing for me due to a lack of self worth.  I’d frequently miss, or dismiss their actions with thoughts of, “They couldn’t possibly have meant that for me,” or “they wouldn’t do that if they really knew me”,  or even, “they’re only playing nice because they want something and they’ll stop once they get it,” etc..

The female protagonist in the movie “Redeeming Love” is nick-named Angel, but because of all she’d been through it wasn’t initially easy to see her redeeming qualities.  That’s how I feel about self sometimes, less frequently as time goes by, thank God {And Pearl!:)} but still more predominantly when it comes to men in general, and exponentially more so when I’m attracted to what my heart perceives as a good man and It starts feeing vulnerable to him.   It must be hard to tell there is a good heart buried underneath the old (and healing!) habitual and unintentional self protective knee jerk reactions. 

Which is why I like today’s song. “Like An Angel” by Tommy Castro.  It’s kinda my heart’s desire, really.  To not only have my friends (mortal angels) who saw what’s lovable about me even before and until I could (so I’m learning how to do the same for others), but to also have the man God has for me see what’s (imperfectly) right (about me) when it’s not obvious.  I’d do the same for him, of course, and together we’ll be each other’s (imperfect!) agents of healing of our hearts and faith in romantic love.

Thanks to WAR International’s monthly testimonies from survivors of childhood sexual abuse and trafficking, as well as some friends and acquaintance’s stories of their healing relationships, I am learning to believe true love of a good man is possible (receiving as well as giving) for ‘someone like me’.  

If you have a testimony of your own about redeeming/healing love, would you like to briefly write about it for inspiration for others during this season of celebrating love?