During the Christmas season a few years ago, I was awakened in the middle of the night by a phone call from my oldest daughter. ‑She was crying. ‑I asked her what was wrong, and she said “Shari’s gone.” ‑‑”Gone where?” ‑I asked. ‑She had been in an auto accident and was killed. ‑She was just 21 and her birthday was December 26th – she would have been 22. ‑I tell this story because at this Christmas season, there are many who are suffering the loss of a loved one, a job, etc.
I offer you this Christmas a present that I received when I suffered the loss of my youngest daughter, Shari. ‑It’s called Faith, Hope and Love, and it comes wrapped in prayer and when you open it you will find Peace. ‑If anyone reading this article needs prayer, call me. ‑I will pray for you, with you, and I promise you God will send His Christmas Angels to surround you with Divine Love and Light. ‑The smoke that rises from the sacred Indian pipe goes to the Creator in the form of a prayer. ‑It is carried to the Heavens by the Smoke on the Wind, to be blessed by God and returned to Earth to you, for you, and to bless you with the Holy Spirit. ‑Peace be with you all.
Rev. Tom Dancing Feather Ebbing