I thought she was just another nurse, but her face and hands had an amber-colored glow.
She asked, Why do you cry so, little one? I told her, I heard the doctor tell my parents I won't live through the night, and I am scared, and I don't want to die.
She cupped my face in her warm hands, and when she touched me, the fear was gone, the pain was gone, and in the last sixty-seven years, I have never experienced the level of love that I felt the instant that she touched me.
She said, You will not die, in fact you will live to be a very old man with children, grandchildren, and even their children.
You will have much work to do in life, but first--with that, she slid her hands up both sides of my face until the tips of her fingers came to a rest on my temple--we need to get you well, and then .
Christian Faith Publishing, Inc My personal angel experience, paperback/shelton bowen
