Magic awes the spirit to be calm, and Rae Whitney has this quality, perhaps a real touch of the divine.
She has a direct line to the heavenly Father above, inspired by the Book of Common Prayer, by the King James Bible, and the outreach instilled by God as a mission for an inner circle of the faithful who sing praises in hymns.
Her faith is noble.
Rae has delivered her gifts in teaching by listening with an open mind always willing to extend a word of understanding.
I remember the first and last time I saw her and we conversed an hour ago. I called to respectfully forewarn her before sending this out into the Universe. She merely said it is good to have this outlet, and invited me to another blog by a remarkable, spiritual friend. Her website is Aprilfiet, and it must be worthy of attention, or Rae would not have mentioned it.
Well, the calm risen in having met Rae Whitney was imbedded in my heart with the ultimate gift anyone can ever give or receive, time. Those hours in minutes with seconds by days, months, and years counted by God’s precision, lifted me time and time again. She said we recognized the friendship in each other; it is an honor to behold from her like an Oscar made of stars. Her light hearted optimism crosses her lips with a smile.