Our word angel comes from the Greek ἄγγελος. It means messenger. I will always think of this with a smile remembering a fellow seminary student in Greek class who happened to be named Angel beaming and exchanging laughter with the professor about the appropriateness of his name.
I do believe in God’s holy angels who are sent to be messengers of God’s love, care and sometimes judgement. I have had personal encounters with angels.
But I do also believe that we are also called to be messengers of Gods light, love and care to each other. This is not reserved for pastors or those studying to become pastors. We all do this by the way we live and care for others.
Especially during this season be sure you reflect God’s love and light and spread it around. I love angel crafts and have included a few links below if you want to share God’s love and light by giving handmade angels. If you are interested in Greek I have a reference for that too.
I love to get cards, but when someone makes a card or adds an extra touch to a purchased card, I feel special. If you usually buy cards this year try something different. Create your own cards. This is a great project to get the kids involved. Look online for ideas of handmade cards. Send them to friends and family. Think of hospitalized children, nursing home residents, solders or others who might enjoy receiving a card. I’m mentioning this early, because it takes time to make and mail cards.
Need ideas? Here are a few links to get you started. Pinterest is also a good source of ideas.
By now most of us have seen at least photos of the various versions of the welcome sign made from flip flops, right? The first time I saw one was when our local library announced it would be the craft for the monthly Pinterest group. I immediately thought that is so cool, it would be perfect for our house since we live at the lake. There is no charge for library programs and all materials are provided, so I decided to go. And I came home with an adorable and perfect welcome sign — not exactly. In fact it fell apart the minute I walked in my front door. Then it sat on my studio floor in pieces while I tried to figure out a better way to hold it together than the original hot glue. And it sat, and it sat and it sat.
Then finally on a wild and crazy busy cleaning day of all days I decided to get out Bob’s spray glue and give it a try. Well it got the flip flops glued together. It got the shells and the sunglasses from my last eye doctor visit glued on. What it would not do was attach the flip flops to the wooden paint stirrer the library had used to act as a backing and to hang the sign. Bob finally ended up using small nails to tack it together.
It is all together. It is still hanging and still has all the embellishments after a night outside hanging from our deck. One of my flip flops is a little wonky, but that just gives it character.
So what’s the point in all this? The point is that when you see all those beautiful and perfect craft projects online you don’t know the back story. You don’t know how many times it took to get what you see in the picture. You often don’t hear about the little slip ups and mishaps along the way. Don’t try to hide your back story. The stories of the trials and errors, hits and misses and even total disasters along the way are what make us real. And if you’re no good with a glue gun, like me, don’t give up. There’s always another way.