My Sister’s Death Tested My Faith like Nothing Else
After over a year, I’m beginning to see the light.
I believe in Infinite Spirit.
I believe that the personality of the individual continues after the change called death.
I believe in communication with the so-called dead.
I also believe in healing and miracles and prayer.
Infinite Spirit, God, the Divine, whatever you call the creator, does answer our prayers. Sadly, sometimes that answer is a big, fat “NO.”
I’ve believed these things for years, and I’ve put them to the test. As a medium, I’ve delivered hundreds of messages with evidence that yes, indeed, I was communicating with who I said I was.
Like the guy who used to throw away his dirty plates and buy a new set every week because it was easier than cleaning them. Or an uncle who showed me stampeding pigs because he was a pig farmer.
Some things you can’t make up.
The healing that evidential messages have given over the years has been comforting to those who sit for messages and rewarding to me.
And healing is free.
But when my sister died after a four-year battle with ovarian cancer, these beliefs and my faith…
