It is a cool morning. The kind that makes you desire the sun and embrace the aroma of the sky. The clouds hang lazily in the calming breeze. You hear the sheep nearby with the gentle “Bah” of normalcy.

Suddenly, your moment is interrupted. The herd seems more agitated than before. The unrest is surrounding the camp of peace. The unrest soon grows to chaos and utter despair is heard from your sheep. Unexpectedly, the chaos stops and a calm returns; but only the calm that animals embrace. Your spirit insists, “Something is not right.”

There is a type of angel I want to briefly address; human angels. As we have been in and out of the hospital with dad these past few months, I have witnessed firsthand another type of servant that I believe is a servant of God; Doctors and Nurses. These are people who are doing a very stressful job but, for the most part, do it with a smile on their face. The job they do can involve some distasteful duties, but they do them nonetheless.