Did my father ever tell me that two angels come home with us from the synagogue to bless our home every Friday night? Or was it my teacher? I don’t remember. But I always knew that the angels are here at my shabbos table listing carefully as we sans the “Shalom Aleychem” the welcome to the angels. They always were so quite, so polite, and always brought a pleasant and peaceful feeling to our table.
On Friday night as I was singing the welcome song to the angels I began to think about how to create that same feeling for my daughter? How do I help her feel the angels that come to our home? What happens if she says: “what our you talking about? I don’t see any angels?”
Well, I have to let the angels into my life. On Friday night I must stop and tune in to a realty were there are angels, they come to our home and enhance the dinner just as any guest would. They bless us and show us love and friendship.
If I let them into my mind and heart they will enter my home. And my daughter? She’ll see them.
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