Hitchhicking Angels and Chickens

     in my little corner of the world it is not an uncommon thing for angels to hitchhike on the roof of our little red family car. It is rather common that they hold sentry duty around the house and even down at the chicken shed too. I sometimes wonder if they get a little bored perched up on the corner eaves of our house as yet another bedtime prayer requests their presence as guardians to our humble homestead. Generally they perform the heavy lifting of my prayer world and remain unseen yet felt.    
    Their absence can be unsettling as family discord gets out of hand and I know that we are off track. At least I may be off track. As the family's chief prayer warrior-in addition to homemaker and cook-I look after the things that we can't see. There is no rhyme or reason to it and I do not expect the world at large to understand that I speak in tongues sometimes to make my petitions to the Almighty. These things are not spoken of in polite company and would make most individuals uncomfortable. Who talks to God like that anyway? Not the tongues part, I mean plenty of people do that. I meant the part where he talks to me and we have this thing going where I think I can hear him. Most of the time I can, so I really don't have a problem with envisioning two angels playing a game of Gin rummy while riding on the roof of my car as we zip on down the interstate. I think they also have coffee sometimes, too.
    I can see their wings gently rustling in the breeze like we are only going two miles an hour. Not much concerns them. But they were definitely on duty the day the horse trailer nearly took me and my two kids out when we were driving down the road in Colorado Springs a few years back. I still remember the moment vividly. We saw the trailer literally shoved away from us at the most crucial moment. My heart beats more quickly just thinking about it now.
     When I look at my little silkie rooster I think about what their wings look like. He is puffy and cute, not at all like a big tough angel. I think that only the fluff on their wings might look like him, but still... Maybe it is the little things that God uses to remind us of the giant things that are at our disposal if we would just ask Him for the help or inspiration we need.