A friend just emailed this story link from Fox News. It is up to the viewer to decide what happened. Look at the link. I believe anything is possible. Regardless, this could be called a Christmas Miracle.

Dan

http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/index.php?cl=11248237

no, i don't believe in miracles, anyway, if angels were real i don't think it would work like that, but everybody can believe what they want

Hi, Dan & king tut.Christmas miracle? Well I do believe in miracles, I have seen what has happened at Lourdes, France. I haven't been there, but they have TV documentaries on pilgrimages to Lourdes, by people from around the world. The miracle's have been thorouly investigated beyond any medical possibility of a recovery.
I am probably a by product of a miracle, as I and my twin were born on the 28th week of pregency. The other twin (girl) died at birth, but I was allowed to survive, back then (1939) there wasn't all this high tech stuff, just an incubator on 100% oxygen for a long time, not to mention from the tender loving care of those doctors and nurses keeping watch over me. Oh yes God too. Heal well my friends/brothers.
Pete (Irishmoose)

I believe in angels.

I am not an overly religous kinda guy but, I have personal experience with em.

Okay, that sounds weird, uh?

When I was a little boy, there was a blue angel that was with me, often. No one else saw it, my motther tried to explain it away uses logic but as I covered myself with my blanket, the image came right through it.

About five years ago, for fun, I went in to get a "reading" from a Spiritualist. She started out, stopped, looked right at me and smiled, saying, "You see angels, don't you?" My wife looked right at me and started laughing because I had told her the story.

When I said, "Yes," she didn't miss a beat, she asked, "what color," I said, "blue." She, again, smiled, said that blue angels were healing angels.


:-)


Dave

Dave,

It's rarely spoken aloud and for the obvious reasons, but a great many survivors have told about being accompanied in their youth by a spiritual being who they were certain was watching over them and protecting them from greater horrors than what they were already being put through.

I saw my angel when I was four years old and, yep, my eyes were wide open at the time. Ever since that day and through all my many trials and pains, when the danger I was in was too great for me deal with alone, there he'd be. Making me safe and averting the worst of disasters.

And I'm quite comfortable guys if you call me crazy. But, I know what I know..........

Some things defy explanation and logic but they happen.