Christmas Morning, 2004

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you all!

We were given quite a gift this morning...we were praying around mom's bedside, when lo and behold, angels arrived in the flesh, held our hands, and joined in the circle to accompany us.

Dad, Aimee, Micah, Tina and I went into mom's room this morning around 10:00am. (we) opened the gifts we had brought for her...which included a beautiful fleece blanket from Aimee, Dad, and Hannah (hand-made), with colorful kitties on it...a CD from Micah, which he recorded playing all instruments people have given to him over the years...one of which was a shaker that mom made for him at one point...a framed picture (from me) of me and mom side by side in our hospital beds and matching gowns, taken just prior to surgery...some antique angel cards from Tina...and from our Papa (Mom's daddy) and Grandma Judith in Dallas...a book about 'quantum healing', (which we will all study up on and use), and a lovely crystal angel into which they have been channeling all of their prayers for mom. Although i know mom loved the gifts, her affect was flat. She just looked completely wiped out. As always these days, she was silent, in and out of sleep. Halfway in this world and halfway beyond.

We stood around the bed and held hands. Dad led us in the Lord's Prayer, which he actually sang. Then he led us and mom through a meditative visualization about healing white light flooding mom's body from her head to her toes...we tried our hardest to keep our composure, but the energy in the room was solemn, to say the least. Both my and Tina's hearts were heavy...laden with childhood memories of our exciting Christmas mornings with mom and dad...missing those...just feeling so profoundly sad.

Then...dad (who was facing the window out into the hallway) kind of lit up...and he said "well, look who's here!" I turned around to see Trevor, Bishop Mosely, and Minister Alvin...a band of angels who had come to brighten our morning, and remind us of the true reason for the season. Every spirit in the room lifted. Mom's face flooded with light and life.


Trevor was a beautiful, loving woman, who had worked with my Dad (something like) twenty years ago; and whom he had just "run into out of nowhere" about a week before Christmas. She had known and loved my Mom, so when she learned of Mom's condition, she wanted to come to the hospital and visit. And so here she was, unannounced, with several members of her spiritual family. They came out of the goodness of their hearts, just to be with us, to bring us comfort and joy, and to pray with us...for Mom. Although, to the "naked eye", Mom's demeanor didn't appear all that different...the ENERGY in the room changed drastically. And the way Mom looked up at these wonderful friends, as they sang and summoned the divine, was undeniable. There was joy in her eyes; and it was POWERFUL.

Minister Alvin sang a gorgeous gospel song in a gentle bass voice...we all held hands in a circle around mom, with the faith healers on mom's "good side" (a.k.a. her right side, to which she leans and turns her head). Trevor stroked mom's hair and whispered to her... "Jennie, we've got work to do...you and me". Bishop Mosely then offered a powerful prayer. And then Trevor, with tears streaming down her cheeks, praised the lord for hearing our prayers.

Minister Alvin reminded god of his own word: he said that because they, in this life, are speaking his word, his word will prove itself true with us as witnesses. He said, "Before we summon gifts from you, God, first we want to thank you...thank you for helping Jennie to wake up this morning...thank you for helping the family to stand, and keep up their strength and faith...thank you god for healing your daughter, geneva, for she is one of your precious children...one of your earthly gems...and god, we know your daughter geneva is already healed, because we never thank you for something you haven't done yet!"

Bishop Mosely, Trevor, and Minister Alvin sang more gospel songs, all the time laying hands on mom's body. My favorite of the songs went something like this: "Jesus' line is never busy...you just call Him up, and tell him what you want...just call him, and tell him what you want". Another song (I was trying so hard to retain the lyrics, but most have drifted away by now) that Minister Alvin sang spoke about God healing his broken vessel...and that god and his angels (including the group of us) will be a living sanctuary for mom as she heals.

We explained to the band of healers that mom is the greatest and truest example of someone who not just speaks...but lives...the word and light of god. Dad said, "Jennie has been a light of peace and hope for so many...and that now all of the light that she's given is coming back for her in her greatest time of struggle and need. Her own love for god will carry her through this.

Mom has instilled so strongly in us, a faith in god and his angels. I believe that Bishop Mosely, Trevor, and all of their friends in the ministry are these angels that mom has always believed in...in the flesh...a testament to their reality and power. And when mom is healed, she will join the band of earth-bound angels, herself a testament of the most spectacular kind! Her miracle will give others the strength to continue on, even in the most grim and dire of circumstances. She already reminds us that god is working in ways that surpass our comprehension. And as Micah's mom, Linda, reminded me last night...the miracle is already happening.

Trevor, Bishop Mosely and Minister Alvin told us they loved us, and they told mom how they love her...and that they will be back, and back again.

What an amazing gift it was to be visited by angels on Christmas morning.

From our family to all of you and yours...we love you and wish you a beautiful Christmas day!

Liz