Hearing My Protector

I heard him in the night; thought it was my husband. He called my name. I said “what” there was no answer I nudged my husband “what?” I said, more sternly. He was snoring so I let him be. When I settled back down the angel again called my name. In my ear or in my mind? I did not know but I heard him. I felt he was here to protect me. To remind me that I am never alone. It gave me a sense of reassurance that God sends his scouts.