Be careful not to despise these little ones. I can guarantee that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father, who is in heaven.
This is a verse we told our children about often as we were raising them up in our faith. We wanted to open their eyes to faith early in life when they were most teachable. We didn't want them to be afraid of what they didn't understand. We wanted them to know God was working in places they couldn't see to guide and protect and develop them as his agents in the world. We taught them that God had dispatched angels charged with their care.
Both of my children are thinkers. From an early age, my children would avoid bed time by asking me questions about God. When Charity was going through a difficult or dark time, she would ask me, "Daddy, where are my angels?"
As my daughter Charity came into her teen years, she learned guitar and started writing songs. Thoughtful songs. Faith-filled songs. Songs that asked questions that were difficult to answer. One of the songs she wrote was called "Where are my Angels?" I borrowed the title for this book project from her.
Another verse I taught my children concerning angels is the following:
Therefore, angels are only servants—spirits sent to care for people who will inherit salvation. —Hebrews 1:14
This is what I pray this book-blogging project teaches readers. Teaches me.