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Angels on Earth magazine

Angels on Earth magazine November/December 2019

Experience the inspiring stories that fill each issue of Angels on Earth magazine, from people just like you, who have found their hope restored, faith strengthened and lives transformed through miraculous encounters with angels. Angels still visit us today to guide us, and give us reassuring evidence of God’s eternal love. Discover the angels in your own life with Angels on Earth!

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1 min.
down to earth

IT’S OFFICIAL: Guideposts The Joys of Christmas 2019 is a wrap! Our annual full-size, full-color keepsake publication is ready to mail out to you and the Christmas lovers on your gift list. Meantime, we’re meeting about next year’s edition. What will we put on the cover? How to express all the joy of the season in one simple image, the way the Little Drummer Boy does perfectly this year? And of course we are looking for inspiring new holiday stories. The original, true stories that fill every issue highlight the joy we find in our family and our faith, in our friends and neighbors, and even in mysterious strangers we might never actually meet. The world can surprise us, and perhaps Christmas is the most surprising time of all. Earth angels take…

1 min.
what’s new online

Attitude of Gratitude During the holiday season, it’s easy to get swept up in the stress and to-do lists. Turkeys to cook! Relatives to visit! Take time to remember what Thanksgiving is really about with these four prayers you can share around your holiday table: angelsonearth.org/thanksgiving. Mother and Son Go to angelsonearth.org/jaysstory to watch Guideposts editor-in-chief Edward Grinnan share a story about a boy named Jay and what he taught his mother about angels. Home Sweet Home The tree is up, the stockings are hung, but what’s Christmas without warm cookies from the oven? Find our angel sugar cookie recipe at angelsonearth.org/cookies. Don’t forget to put some out for Santa!…

6 min.
full circle, full heart

HAPPY HEARTS, a history. When I read that the school that had meant so much to my family was closing, I wanted to do something to make sure it would be remembered—to write the story of the school and its students over the years. But sitting down to work on it, I didn’t know where to begin. I had the school’s blessing to write about it, but no one had asked me to. I wasn’t being paid. I just wanted to do it as a labor of love. There wasn’t much I wanted to do these days. Not since the accidental death of my daughter, Jill. I didn’t really care about anything until I saw the news concerning Happy Hearts. Once again, Happy Hearts does the impossible, I thought as I started…

1 min.
heaven’s music

FINALLY, I THOUGHT. A use for this old hymnal. I pulled it down from my bookshelf at home, where it had sat collecting dust for five years, completely forgotten. I don’t know what had made me grab it from a big box of unwanted church items. Especially since I never even opened it. Now it would have a purpose. Our town had recently suffered a flood that ruined the church’s foundation. My family had been attending the church for generations, so I jumped at the chance to help out. The women in our crafting group came up with a plan. We would gather old hymnals—as many as we could find—and fold them into angels to sell at the church bazaar. I headed to the folding party with my own contribution. “Open to…

5 min.
christmas comes to norwalk

With just a few hours left before the evening crowd would arrive that cold December evening in 1979, I swept some peanuts off the bar and tossed them in the trash. It was my first day at the Country Tavern and I wanted to do everything right. I’d been on my feet since getting my son up for school that morning, but I was too grateful for my new job to complain. As I wiped down the countertop, I kept thinking about the sermon I’d heard in church on Sunday. “God is always with us,” the reverend said. “Even when things in life don’t go as planned.” My life certainly hadn’t gone as planned. After nine years my marriage had ended. I had to leave my home in Kansas and move…

1 min.
lost & found

We had been snowed in for almost a week, only leaving the house to take the dog out. I was going stir-crazy. A walk seemed just the thing. I felt a twinge of sadness as I pulled on a pair of old gloves. I’d lost my favorite pair a few weeks earlier. They were the fingerless kind, knitted with colorful yarns of soft purple, sea green, sherbet orange. A Christmas gift from a friend. She had made them herself. I had taken my dog to the field at the school to play catch, and the fingerless gloves came in handy for throwing. But when I took one off to pick up the slobbery ball, that was the last I saw of it. I’d checked my coat pocket and all over the…