To the Editor:
Do you believe in Angels?
It was 1991 when my family of four moved to Ohio to the small town of Troy, Ohio. We settled in home and started looking for a nearby church to attend. Just so happened there was one about three blocks away from our home. We actually could have walked to it, it was that close, but we never did.
One Sunday, we set out to our first visit to Troy Christian Church. It wasn’t a large church but just about right for what we were looking for. We arrived in the parking lot, looking at each other with a timid anticipation and said, ”Well here we go.”
We entered the church and were immediately greeted by our Angel. She was an older lady with white hair, well maybe gray, with kind eyes, and a loving smile. She welcomed us in with a spirit that glowed and said she hoped we enjoyed the service. When the service was over, we talked once again. She said, “Please come back again, we enjoyed having you here.” Well, she’s the reason we came back again and again.
After that, we were hooked, and it was all because of our Angel. We had found our church. We became very good friends with her, and she often invited us to her home for dinners where we laughed, joked, and just had a great time. Our friendship grew closer, and we started spending more and more time together at church, eating out, shopping, birthdays, holidays, and always having fun together.
This Angel of ours was such a good Christian woman always doing all the things God had lead her to do, care about others, open her heart, and let them in as Jesus would want everyone to do.
As time went on, my husband and I divorced. All along the way, my Angel was by my side, caring for me through the rough times and just being there for me and my children.
As my Angel got older, she had to go into a nursing home. However, she never stopped preaching the word of God to folks in the home and to anyone who would listen to her. We visited her many times at the facility, and she always had a joke or two to tell. She kept busy there taking patients’ papers to their rooms, playing bingo, and basically helping others who needed her attention.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, she had good days and bad, but she tried not to complain too much, always keeping her eye on the prize, which was Jesus.
Our Angel was 98 years old. She was tired, worn down, and ready to be with Jesus. On Dec. 20,2021, our Angel got her wish and went home to Heaven.
Yes, I do believe in Angels simply because I met one on that day so many years ago. It was one of the best day of my life.
After all these years, I still remember that one special person welcoming total strangers at the door of the church just as Jesus does.
That Angel’s name is Fern Metcalf, and she will surely missed by all who knew her.
— Ginnene Talbott
Kernersville, N.C.
