Angels in the midst

I remember, back when I was in my late twenties, having a very unusual encounter. I was in a mall waiting for my cousin to pick out a card for someone. I decided to sit out on a bench by the Hallmark store. I was tired and was just not thinking of anything in particular when a nice Afro-American man, about my age, came over to me. He didn't say a word he just looked at me with a kind smile. he took his hand and gently placed it to my cheek and carressed it briefly. I felt no fear. It was just a gentle touch and a sense of peace. That is all it was, a moment of gentle peace. As he walked away he smiled at me and he was gone.

The reason I am journaling this is I am reading a book about Angels written by psychic Sylvia Browne. She says that sometimes angels come in human form. Sometimes just to reassure you in time of trials or to give a sense of peace or to help in some capacity. It was definitely a peaceful experience for me. Was he an angel? I'm not sure. But it didn't hurt!!!