As you'll have gathered by now, no one was ever able to come up with a satisfactory explanation for the figure on the rock and how on earth they managed to produce a continual series of bright sparks on a miserable night like that. I'm convinced that's because there is no earthly reason. A whole town is convinced that angels were at work that sad night. I've been doing a lot of probing, talking to theologians, academics, and your average angel believer. And love is the driving force of the 1990s, as opposed to the materialism and greed rampant in the 1980s.
Angels are the ultimate companions.
Angels symbolize trust. In a society in which truth and honesty are often at a premium, it's comforting to know there are people you can trust with your life. More and more people are turning to angels, and belief in an angelic realm continually grows. It was an angel. Nothing will ever convince me otherwise.