Angels in Cleveland
Everything that I think about angels changed when I first watched Wim Wenders’ cinematic poem Wings of Desire. Angels are all around, in black and white, dressed in long coats (presumably to keep out the chill), listening, and, then, occasionally touching. Their touch is subtle, a note of grace that helps people find hope and confidence. Particularly, they watch over […]
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