The Angel
Then lift the roofs of the houses to go to give to a group of buildings where inadvertently through their windows, I saw a father who ate breakfast while leafing through the daily newspaper, I saw a mother raising a baby from her crib to give him to take her bottle and I saw a woman ironing her shirt in what appeared to the dinner table while paying attention to news of TV. Then, in a push higher, some cars look like moving from its parking position and sought to join the path that would take up the main street. Also, I saw an elderly lady, sought by itself solve the problem of a tire on his car. And again, I saw children and more children on their way to school. But far away, I spotted a row of stopped cars on the road while a group of students, a more advanced level, incorporating a school bus. And beyond, a large car traffic. Some moving from side to side.
Many others, still, therefore, we caught sight of someone repeatedly hitting the wheel of his car, as if following a musical rhythm and visibly happy. In another car, someone making use of a cell phone. A woman painting her lips with lipstick. And others, with an eye on the lights change the traffic lights waiting to start. Next up, and very close to me, I see a plane with the planning and landing outside in direction of the airport in the area.
Beyond, a commercial, I see a group of men gathered outside a cafe kiosk, making shift to order the usual morning coffee. Some quiet, and doing the usual commentary on last night’s game. Besides, I hear the voice of a radio, I feel the smell of coffee and a light breeze whistling. And the sun thus making it owner of that scenario. Groups of people incorporate their jobs. Emergency carts, whistles, noise and hours going through. All delivered to your function and making its role in the human world. As well as they would in the ancient world, where requests were being processed. Embergadura.The work, where everyone had to get your hands on. Except me. To see the passage of humans, can not understand so much zeal and enthusiasm. If rather what I’ve always seen, are fewer days in the lives of these people. I do not know, I think I’ll never understand. Until then God came to me to make me your claim, so to me declared disobedience to stop my work on humans. And leverage to ask for what kept me intrigued, and finally I could understand when God himself said: & nbsp; & nb sp;, “The importance of the human being to be a new day, you know that are still alive. It is a way of giving thanks and for me, that counts … “Then, I understood the transcendent of my work and I gave up that business interruption, and then the forgiveness of God, I returned back to my usual work. That searching through those humans, who do not see a new day ….