In parts of Italy Easter Monday is called Il Giorno degli Angeli” — the Day of the Angels.

The word “angel” in Hebrew simply means “messenger.”

That definition implies anything awakening us to reality is an “angel.” Even if there are specific supernatural beings whose job is to flit between heaven and earth, they would be no less an expression of cosmic creativity than a butterfly. Such beings could teach us no more than the everyday miracles we sleepwalk past every day.

Every bird, every flower, every person who passes by us today embodies a deep and holy wisdom that might illumine our world, if we are listening.

We are never really alone. “Angels” are everywhere.

Jim Rigby, Presbyterian minister and writer