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The Forgotten Angel
As December winds down and January winds up, many of us begin the tedious task of packing away our decorations. When I finally find the gumption to start in my own home, I always forget something. I seal the boxes, feel a bit smug… and then, there it is—a snowman, a star, or better yet, an angel. The forgotten angel. (Which really should be the title of something.) I carry her back to the boxes, wrap her in bubble wrap, and tuck her away for another year.
But I wonder about that. The house looks so empty once the decorations come down. Maybe we should leave the forgotten angel out—let her help us remember that the hope and joy of the season don’t end when the décor disappears. In fact, that might be exactly when they begin to take root. Maybe we should keep her out and change her location from time to time—like a kinder, gentler “elf on the shelf”—moving her to places that could use a touch of angelic visitation.
She could perch on my desk when I’m in a rut and need a little of the inspiration I feel on candlelit Christmas Eves when the first notes of Silent Night flood the air.
If someone is grieving at Well, she could rest in their room—offering comfort, keeping company with their sadness, and helping lift their hearts toward God.
When retreats and reservations begin again, she could flutter around the chapel, blessing the New Year. She could spend time on the labyrinth, inspiring those who walk and pray. She could wander the prayer trail as a companion to all who seek God on this sacred land. She could even attend staff and board meetings, keeping our feet planted on higher ground.
So as we inch toward 2026 and start putting things away, here’s my encouragement: if you forget a decoration, leave it out proudly. Put it where you’ll see it every day. And if you don’t forget one, choose one and set it out anyway. Let it be your reminder throughout the year that God so loved this world—including you. Let it remind you that even when the headlines unsettle us, we still live in a world of angel choirs and starry nights. Let it remind you that love’s pure light shines on, and something sacred is always afoot—especially at Well of Mercy.
Hope to see you soon!
Lea Slaton
Executive Director
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