So I walk up on high and I step to the edge
To see my world below
And I laugh at myself while the tears roll down
‘Cause it’s the world I know, it’s the world I know
Lyrics Collective Soul
(St Kevin’s Monastery, Glendalough / Co. Wicklow, Ireland /Julie Cook / 2015)
Some years are harder than others.
Some months are harder than others.
Some weeks are harder than others.
Some days are harder than others.
Some nights are harder than others
Some hours are harder than others.
We often feel as if we are traversing life alone.
Within as well as outward, we hear and see a myriad of attacks
hurled in our direction…
naysaying, lying, undermining…
We dip, dodge and stumble as we attempt to miss being blindsided.
These attacks come from the external world yet even more precariously
and dare we day dangerously,
these attacks come from our own individual internal worlds.
And so we spend our days tiptoeing through a minefield,
fearful that the next step might just be the last.
As that is exactly what our ancient nemesis would have us believe.
The lies, the emptiness, the loneliness, the deception…
Until a guardian, a warrior arrives by our side…
“Christians long ago concluded that each individual human being
has his or her own particular guardian angel.
Though the Church has never defined the teaching about
individual guardian angels, the Catechism of the Catholic Church
sums up the matter this way,
quoting St. Basil:
‘From infancy to death human life is surrounded by [the angels’]
watchful care and intercession.
Beside each believer stands an angel as protector and shepherd
leading him to life’.
In this light, we can turn to our guardian angels for help in spiritual warfare,
especially to resist the temptations of the Enemy.
Yet angels are more than guardians; they are also warriors.”
Paul Thigpen, p. 30
An Excerpt From
Manual for Spiritual Warfare, p30