Jonathan stands in front of the conference room ready to make his presentation for his design idea for the technology business client's new building. He has worked 3 years as an architect at Gregorius Enterprises and has finally been given the opportunity to run a project, but only if his idea is selected. When he was given the opportunity, he was excited and immediately contacted his wife, Maureen, to let her know of the news and the possible promotion and raise if he gets this project.
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It is now time to present his idea and though he has been preparing for almost a month for this moment, he finds himself unable to start as he looks around the conference room and all of the managers sitting around the long oval shaped table in the center of the room. The room has a long window looking above the city's skyline on the wall to his right. To the left the wall is made of glass along with a glass door. Every time someone walks by the conference room, he can't seem to avoid looking and wondering what they are thinking about. Are they thinking about him? Are they laughing at him? What are these managers thinking right now.
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Jonathan holds his hands together in front of him and begins to massage the palm of his left hand with his thumb. His chest is starting to feel tight, and he can feel tingling running all over his body. "Mr. Trenton, you may begin anytime, please show us your project idea," said a voice from right in front of him across the room. As he looks up ahead to the manager speaking, he sees it is the CEO of the company, Mr. Gregorius himself. His chest gets even tighter now, he had no idea he was going to be in this meeting. This must be a very important client for the CEO to be here watching and listening to project ideas for the client's building.
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"Good afternoon gentlemen, " he begins to talk getting even more nervous and afraid to stumble onto his words as he continues to talk.
"To...", he coughs in the middle of the word, "...day, I am... Umm..."
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Why is this so hard? He has practiced this speech every day, he was confident this morning. Why am I so nervous? he says to himself. Stumbling to speak and forgetting what he means to say starts to make him feel embarrassed and nauseous.
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Please don't throw up, please don't throw up, he repeats in his head.
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"Mr. Trenton, if you need some time, please step outside and come back when you are ready, in the meantime we can continue with the next presentation." Says the CEO who is beginning to grow tired and anxious of watching Jonathan stand there wasting time.
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Jonathan is about to excuse himself and start to walk away when he suddenly feels a warmth flow through him, a feeling of ease and calmness. A thought that everything is going to be okay, the reminder of how proud his wife was when he told her of this opportunity. He remembers the way he felt when he was given this chance and the energy he used to come up with this entire presentation. As he calmed down, he felt as if someone stood behind him with a hand on his shoulder. Father is that you? Are you here to support me? he thinks as he feels more comfortable and begins his presentation with ease and begins to impress the managers with his idea.
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Behind Jonathan now stands Blaine, a Guardian Angel Class 2, with his hand on Jonathan's shoulder. An energy glows from Blaine to Jonathan through his hand filling him with the love of his family who have always supported him in all his endeavors. Blaine wears a black coat that goes down just about an inch above the floor. It is clasped with three belt straps from his chest to his abdomen. It is opened around the collar exposing his neck and some of his bare copper tanned chest. His hair is dark brown going down just past his shoulders and he has a neatly kept beard and mustache just like you would see on images portraying Jesus Christ.
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Jonathan goes through his entire presentation and the entire room is filled with the sounds of claps as he finishes. They seem to be impressed and Jonathan feels he has a very good chance at being chosen, but there are two
other presentations to be listened to. He looks up and says in a very low voice, "Thank you God, Dad, and everyone who supports me." Then sits down leaving the front open for the next person to present.
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Blaine, once seeing the job here is done, leaves the room glowing brighter than the sun, though nobody can see it. He is now flying through blue skies; fluffy white clouds surround him and break apart as he flies through them. As he goes higher onto the sky, a circular portal made of clouds big enough for him to fly through forms in front of him. As he gets close, he can see Angels flying around and buildings that glow with a celestial shine. At the center of all the buildings is a giant palace that resemble Mount Olympus, or at least the version of Mount Olympus shown in Greek Mythology stories of Zeus, Hercules and other Gods.
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He goes through the portal and upon exiting the other side the portal closes behind him. Immediately he is greeted with a voice in his head, "Blaine, Guardian Angel Class 2, Please report to the room of the new, a new charge awaits."
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