Wanna Hear A Ghost Story*

I know you do. So here it goes.

It was a dark and stormy night...or a bright and sunny morning. Whatever. The children and teachers were all gathered together in chapel listening quietly to the day's lesson...or wiggling and whispering and not listening at all. Whatever. The school administrator, Fearless Leader, was leading songs, sharing scripture, and telling ridiculous stories just like usual. All of a sudden he told the kids to turn around and look at the back of the auditorium to see the spirit reading the prayer cards covering the whole back of the room. Well, I assumed that it was more of his silliness. But I warned him he better be careful. Kids sometimes see things we don't. Just as I finished saying that, the little boy in the seat in front of me turned around and without hesitation and with big eyes, said, "I see his wings flapping!" My friend, and preschool teacher, Lynelle heard, too, and we looked at each other with surprise. I turned around quickly to see what he was talking about. I saw nothing. But have wondered ever since what he saw.

Fast forward to this morning. I asked Fearless Leader if he heard what the little boy had said that day. He said no, but went on to tell me the rest of the story. While standing in the front of the chapel, he noticed that the prayer cards taped to the wall in the back were fluttering as they hung on the wall. Moving enough that he noticed all the way across the huge room. It was weird, he said, since they hadn't done that before. He had stood in that same spot every single day with the same cards on the same wall for weeks and weeks. No fluttering. Until that day. "It must have been the fan or the heater vent," he suggested.  "Or the flapping wings!" I countered. After chapel this morning I did a little investigation. There is only one vent anywhere close to the mysterious site. And it blows in the opposite direction. And the heat and fans are never on during that time of the day. It wasn't the fan or heat. It couldn't have been. It was the flapping wings. It was. I know it. I just wish I would have seen them, too.

*Okay, so it's more of an angel story. But isn't that better, anyway?