My neighbour worried I was having a meltdown. She came by one evening with her three Pomeranians in tow as my brother-in-law pulled in to pick me up for a barbecue at their place. She assured me there was no need to panic, that I could stay as long as I needed till I found a place of my own. The front porch light shone down on us. Wings of light enfolded her as the dogs wound their way around her legs.
Who was that, my brother-in-law asked.
That, I said, was the Archangel Gabriel. Deliverer of glad tidings.
Huh? my brother-in-law said as we hopped in the car.
Good news, I clarified. I get to stay.
John Malone 
Hi John. We all need people who watch out for us. Life would be pretty bad without them. Bye till next time.
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we sure do; to sustain the Biblical imagery, she was the Good Samaritan 🙂
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A bit of a proverb sir.
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indeed it is; I like the cadences of Biblical passages and I did recall the Archangel Gabriel announcing ‘glad tidings’ to Mary
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