The Christmas story is full of angels. But here, in the 21st century, what do we think about them?
Dr. Raymond Elliott was a professor in the music department (after retiring, Professor Emeritus) at Texas Tech.
He saw one—an angel, that is.
His wife had a stroke at age 78. After this, all that she could move was her eyelids. She communicated by blinking her eyes.
Dr. Elliott was her sole caregiver. But after seven long years, he was worn out. He didn’t know how he could go on.
He took this to God: “I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”
When he lifted his head from prayer, he saw a man in the doorway of their bedroom. He was tall. He had to stoop to come into the room.
The man wore blue jeans and work boots. Young, with intense blue eyes.
The visitor crossed the room and sat in a chair near Dr. Elliott and the bed where his wife lay.
“It will be okay,” the man said. “You will be able to go on. It will be only a little longer.”
Then the stranger arose and left through the door he had entered.
Dr. Elliott felt elated—and filled with new energy.
His wife died a few weeks later.
That’s one story.
But it’s one of many.
Thousands, in fact.
I will tell another one on Christmas Eve–just after we read the scripture about those Christmas angels.
It may be time for all of us to open our minds—and our hearts. Life is deeper than we think.
And more wonderful.
Christmas Eve
Candlelight Service
6:00 p.m.
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