Don't judge Pope Leo XIV
Every morning, that God bestows His grace upon me, allowing me to wake up to a new day, another chance to try, I tell Him "good morning" and cannot forget to say the same to that sweet Guardian Angel of mine. That beloved entity, designated especially for me and faithful in all things, and watching over me always. I love him. He helps me clean, cook, drive, and by the way, he is a great navigator. I do not like to drive, so I tell him to take over and no matter how dark the street is or distance of my destination, he always gets me there, safe and sound. When cleaning, the vacuum pushes a little easier and the bed sheets seem to slide in their place, as if I had someone across from me, helping me get them on. When cooking, I asked him to guide me and make the dish taste good and he never fails me.
The days have been a struggle lately, for some reason. I've needed him to comfort me a lot, and he does. I feel his presence and it soothes my whole being. Him reassuring me that I am never alone.
How thoughtful and loving God is, to have given each of us a sweet Guardian Angel. Each and every one of us. Don't forget that wonderful angel of yours, that stands by you through thick and thin. Who smiles at your happiness and cries with you in your sadness. He is yours forever. Ask him to always guide you in the ways of goodness and keep you safe til you meet God face to face.
Good morning sweet Angel of mine. I love you. Let's have a good day. Honoring God. If my foot should stumble along the way, pick me up and face me towards the light.