Guardian Angel

Guardian Angel

- Yes? - my snow-white Guardian Angel turned to me and smiled warmly. - Have you called for me?

- I … hm … to tell the truth, I wasn’t totally confident that you were listening to me, - I mumbled.

- I always do listen to you and hear you, - Angel said. - But you currently, unfortunately, not.

- So … do you want to say that you have nothing like lunch break or anything like that? - I was surprised.

- No, - replied Angel. - I have need for neither sleep, nor rest. It’s you, people, who prefer to sleep with eyes open widely.

- You mean that you are always at work? - I guessed.

- Well, yes, - my darling Angel replied indulgently. - I am in a service to the God.

- And how do you fare there … well, in general? - I found nothing better than to ask that.

- Well and good, - Angel answered. - Dry and warm. Even though there are no millions options to choose from here. It’s you, mankind, who will soon have to choose at last.

- To choose what, exactly? - I asked.

- Destiny. Life or death. God or Devil. Light or Darkness. Whatever you name it, the essence stays the same. Well …, - and Angel became silent for a second - you, fortunately, understand that well.

- I do, - I answered. - A pity, though, that I don’t always hear you.

- It’s all in your powers and in desire, - and Angel smiled again. - Such is my job, actually, to always hear you and help you to find the God.

- And what prevents you from doing that right now? - I made my next question.

- Him, mostly, - and Angel has shown his wing on the left. - Well, and sometimes you too, when start doing nonsense.

- Who’s that, him? - I asked hastily, and only then have noticed the Imp, standing nearby, - that black one?

- Well, it’s only now he looks like that, - replied my Angel. - But he’s able to pretend to look as oh-so-white in times, like chameleon. - See, how he stares at me right now? - and Angel smiled warmly and pointed his wing to the left again.

- I take it that he’s angry? - I questioned my Angel.

- Yes, he’s like that, from time to time. He has his job too, after all. And he’s too will be judged, as well as all of us.

- Judged in what sense? - I misunderstood.

- Oh, you don’t know yet, do you? - my Angel was surprised. - There will be a revision of Universe soon, and the Dread Judgment of the Lord, as you call it. - I would, however, rather name it Just Judgment.

- And what will be after the Judgment? - I asked.

- Life or death, - replied Angel, - for you, for me, and for him - and he pointed his wing on Imp once again.

- You mean, you can die too? - I was stunned, - are Angels not immortal?

- Not for the Judgment. - If the Tempter of any man, guarded my ones, similar to me, prevails, the Tempter survives, and Angel and the man become history. If the Guardian Angel prevails - than he as well as his ward survive, and the Tempter become history instead. It’s that simple. Such is the Court.

- And the people, who have turned to the path of evil, betray their Angels as well? - I was terrified.

- Alas, indeed. And try to feel now, - and my beautiful Angel stirringly looked into my eyes, - how it’s - to die for immortal one?

- And … how many Angels are going to die like that?

- Under preliminary forecasts - many, - and Angel sighted sorrowfully. - But … and he became inspired once again, - everything can still be changed.

- If people will hear their Angels and step away from the dark path? - I questioned.

- Yes, - Angel said, - if they would prevail over their nature. There is very little time left, - he added.

- Little time left?

- When clock’s arrows will be on the top, - and Angel has become silent for a moment, - very interesting events will start to happen.

- The world will be changing?

- Definitely.

- Can I help people realize what is awaiting them? - I asked hopefully.

- Certainly. It’s all in your forces and in the hands of God. And I, too, won’t abandon you, for certain.

- How I do love you, my pure Angel! - I have exclaimed with tears in the eyes.

- I know, - he smiled mildly. - Come to me, allow me to embrace you in my wings.

- Thank you, Angel, thank you so much for hearing me and caring of me! Let us never part from each other!

- Yes, let it be so, - my Angel has tenderly answered, gently covering me with his white wings. - Let’s start to always hear each other in the long last …