Most of you that know me know that I am pretty easy going. Every once in a while I see or hear something that stirs my mind. The other day there was a posting about the invalidity of God and Christianity! I wasn't offended because I believe everyone has the right to believe however and whatever they so choose. Having said that tho, I remember something that happened to me. You can take it with a grain of salt or completely ignore it. My intention is not to be preachy or self righteous, but to just tell a story and then tell you why I told the story. Back about 28 yrs ago in less than 2 wks my father(Papa Todd as we fondly called him) Passed away. He was the kindest, nicest, most loving man I have ever know then or since. As I went to the funeral I was fairly composed and seemed to be ok. It wasn't till I returned to my home in the great state of Washington that the effects of grieving begin to wreck havoc on my self. I would wake in the middle of the night in a cold sweat with an uncontrollable sobbing. Being the next to the youngest of 8 children, all but me and one sister were with Papa when he passed. I felt so guilty about that and it just seem to eat at me. I was raised in a very conservative christian home and believed in the power of prayer very much so one night after I seemed to be getting worse I got down on my knees and asked God to help me with this problem. That night I had a powerful dream. I dreamed that I was by my Papa's bedside as he laid there dieing. I held his hand and told him I loved him, but that it was his time to go home. Then I told him bye. That was when he passed on to another world. Now I know there are many skeptics and that is fine but this is a true story and I lived it. My purpose is strictly to let those that don't believe you are free to feel however you want for why you want. Your still my friends. Many people need what the many different religions in the world have to offer. They need rules and such to have something to direct their lives by. Many others do not need that, and that's okay too. I have a saying that maybe we all can live by. "Just because I believe it does not make it so." That means to one it is the truth to another it is not. I ask that each and everyone of us be a lot more tolerant of those that don't believe the way we may. There is only one way to prove or disprove anything about the hereafter and that is to go into the hereafter and see if it is true. Happy Holidays in the coming months!