Yesterday my pastor was giving a message in church that made me think about my beautiful angel, and her purpose here on earth. For those who are new to Angelman Syndrome, it is important to know that the children with this disorder are always referred to as angels. Of course, this seems appropriate, since our angels are always so happy and loving. I believe, however, that when we look at the meaning of the word "angel," we discover something more significant.
Angel in both Hebrew and Greek means messenger. I began to think of the many ways my daughter, Noel, is a messenger.
1. When Noel grabs the hand of a toothless man who obviously hasn't bathed in two weeks and smiles right at him, she brings the message that we are all deserving of love.
2. When Noel plays in her toy room without any lights on in the house, she brings the message that we do not need to be afraid.
3. When Noel stops crying two seconds after being hurt, she brings the message that we don't need to dwell on the bad things. Just pick ourselves us, dust ourselves off, and move on to the next thing.
4. When Noel spends six hours straight learning how to unzip a zipper without taking a break, she brings the message that sometimes it takes hard work and determination to achieve a goal.
5. When another child takes a toy right out of Noel's hand, she laughs and moves on to another toy, bringing the message of forgiveness, and dwelling on what really is important (not silly material objects).
6. Best of all, when you are feeling down in the dumps, Noel gives you a smile with a sparkle in her eye that instantly lifts your spirits despite it all. She is bringing the message you can find joy in every situation.
Noel has done all of the things mentioned above. Noel has brought me so many messages over the years. I appreciate the Father trusting me enough to be her mama. What a beautiful angel! What a beautiful messenger!
