Divine Revelations, Angels, And Holy Coincidences
It was late September of 1990. My stepson, 37 years of age, was terminally ill with lung cancer, metasticized from other parts of his body that the disease had attacked first. His wife called us from their home in another city and told us the somber news. She was resigned, but ill at ease. I sensed her distress and desperately wanted to help. My husband and I prayed, then I prayed again, and again, that there might still be a turn around or, at the least, that his wife might find some peace in her agony.