The story I'm about to tell you happened around November of 1976. My mother told this to me. She and my dad wanted a baby more than anything in the world, and they had been trying for months and nothing was happening. My mom decided to go to the doctor to see if there was something wrong with her and she found out from the doctor that she had a small uterus like the size that a child would have, and that chances of her ever getting pregnant were slim to none.
Well, my parents both are Christians and have a lot of faith and strongly believe that you should put every problem you have in God's hands and believe that he will bless you and provide you with what you need. In November they decided to pray about it every night together because the Bible says that if two or more people come together in His name it shall be received. So every night they would continue to pray before they would go to sleep.
My mother is a very deep sleeper, but one night something woke her up, she looked next to her and standing there was a bright white figure. My mother was petrified and didn't know what to think. She looked at my dad and he was fast asleep. She looked back at the figure and she saw something extend in front of it like an arm and it was coming toward my mom. She closed her eyes and when she did she felt the hand touch her belly and when she opened her eyes it was gone. About two to three weeks later she found out she was pregnant, and on August 21, 1977 she gave birth to my sister Lydia.
To this day my mother will tell you that God had answered hers and my father's prayers by sending them an angel.