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To the editor: A mother sat next to the fireplace lost in thought. Three years ago that day, her oldest child left and never returned home.
A year later, her other child, next to the oldest, joined his brother in heaven. Her sadness echoed through the house. She did what all mothers do when they are hurting—she called her mother.
“Please pray for God to comfort me. I just feel so broken. I know that he has reassured me over and over that the children are with him, but I am sure that he understands the heart of a mother.”
The grandmother assured the mother she would pray. In the stillness of the night, though the tears
she cried were silent, God heard them.
When morning came, the grandmother was on her way out to meet the mother when her eye caught a glimpse of a golden angel hanging on the Christmas tree in the middle of her red and blue Christmas balls.
The angel itself offered no explanation as to how it came to be there, but its presence spoke peace to her and to the mother. Hope and joy had been restored.
So yes, Virginia, there are Christmas Angels.