Angels to the Resuce

The Man told the little girl with the old eyes to get ready to take a bath. She could hear the muffled sounds of television in the corresponding apartments and children playing screaming games outside, car horns honking and dogs barking. When the Man spoke the noise became silence. The background sounds were now flat like pictures sitting on a shelf. The light from the sun was clear, sharp and white not happy and yellow. The Man frightened the little girl with the old eyes so she always listened and obeyed him. He sat down on the lid of the toilet and began to run the water and she began to undress. The tile on the floor felt cold under her feet and she moved slowly watching the steam rise and linger. The little girl with the old eyes suggested, “too hot” but the Man ignored her and told her to hurry up. She removed all her clothes and eased slowly toward the bathtub. The little girl with the old eyes gripped the tub with both hands and swung her leg over the side. The water was hot, so she moved cautiously, coaxing her little toes into it. The Man yelled, “Get in the water”. The sound of the running water, the steam, and the voice of the Man together released terror into the room. Which startled the little girl with the old eyes she ignored the burning of her foot and rushed the other one into the water. She crotuched down to appease the Man but she still was not moving fast. The little girl with the old eyes whispered, “Daddy it too hot”. The Man used his hand to and shoveshoved her down into the water. Time leapt into slow motion. The little girl with the old eyes felt the water on her feet, legs, and tummy it burned and stung simultaneously. The pain was too much for her mind to process. Her brain no longer told her body where the water was going as it rushed over her shoulders. It was too late to scream. The little girl’s old eyes rolled up and over into her head, her mind went dark into unconsciousness.

When she opened her eyes a Pretty Lady was lifting her out of the bathtub and another Pretty Lady was holding a large soft towel. They gently dried the water from her legs, arms, feet and hair while singing this verse.

♪ All night, all day,
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
All night, all day,
Angels watching over me ♪

This made the little girl with the old eyes smile. One of the Pretty Ladies asked her to lean forward and told her a secret, She said, “God is our protection and our strength. He always helps in times of trouble”. Psalm 46:1 While the other Pretty Lady tickled her back and whispered, “All my bones shall say, Lord who is like you, Delivering the poor from him who is too strong for him, the poor and the needy, from him that hurt him”. Psalm 35:10
The Pretty Ladies dressed her in a robe of feathered cotton, and took turns cradling her and kissing her sadness away. They told her never to forget “ The Lord Himself has said, I will never leave you nor forget you”. The Pretty Ladies told her funny little riddles and rhymes that made the little girl with the old eyes giggle. Then the Pretty Ladies held a special concert and sang songs about the Savior of love. The little girl with the old eyes tired to stay awake but she became sleepy and began to cry. One of the Pretty Ladies wiped the tears away and asked, “Do you remember what happen the last time you cried?” The little girl with the old eyes nodded her head but the tears continued to fall. She did not want to fall asleep; she did not want to go back. The other Pretty Lady whispered, “ no matter, one day you will grow into your old eyes”.

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