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Little Julie Silvers had been born with a congenital malfunctioning heart valve. She had to remain as quiet as possible, which meant she couldn't play with the other children.
At age sixteen, the doctors developed an operation that corrected her problem, and allowed her to lead a normal life. During the procedure she had an experience with an angelic being.
All her life, her parents had told her she was such an angel, such a wonderful child, that she would get wings and a halo when she died and went to heaven. Now, in her eperience, she found herself flying through a tunnel of light, towards a angel in a maroon robe.
She would have flown right on past him, but he reached out and gently caught her by the shoulders. As he held her, she desperately wanted to run on, out into the light she saw beyond.
"You can't go out there, Julie," the angel her gently, "It's not your time yet."
"But 1 can! I must:" Julie insisted, tears running down her cheeks. She felt a desperate desire to reach the light, and although she didn't know what awaited her, she knew it was better than anything she had ever experienced,
"But you can't go, Julie," the angel repeated. "You're not an angel yet."
"Oh, but yes, I am, I am!" the young girl insisted, trying to break free from his strong grasp. "If you let me, I could show you, I can fly"
"Fly?" The angel peered at her kindly, "What does flying have to do
with being an angel?"
"Don't angels fly?" she asked.
"Angels don't always fly," he explained, chuckling softly. "And you don't have to die. To be an angel is to have that spark of love within your heart for your fellow man."
"But I want to be an angel right now!" the girl insisted.
"You will be, my darling," the angel reassured her. "But all in good time.
There is much you must do right her on earth, and when the time is right, I'm sure God will have a place for a wonderful angel like you."
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