While they haven't arrived with a blast of trumpets or a rustle of wings, I've known them just the same. They performed their acts in human guise, sometimes borrowing the faces of family and friends, sometimes posing as well-meaning strangers.You have known them, too, when just the right word was needed, when a tiny act of kindness made a great difference...or perhaps you heard a voice whispering in the night of sorrow, the words not quite clear, but the meaning unmistakable...
"There is hope...There is hope".
-Author Unknown
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