I was lying in a hospital bed and most hope was gone. My wife and I had been exploring and discovering our shared beliefs in Buhdism and Christianity. She was born and educated in a little town where Buddha was the educator and faith bearer.
On a walk to my hospital in a sleeting type snow with 6 inches on the ground, something she had never seen before, Christ came to her. Not for me and not for her. But once again to show miracles. She prayed over me and I became well. Our time comes again and again, in miracles and insights. He is there and everywhere. I say angels. But all say Love. We say Amen.