Several years earlier the first time we were “standing in” for the Clauses, a young boy had asked us: “How Do the Reindeer Fly?”. Then, several years later, very early Christmas morning, at exactly 3:00 am, I heard a voice: “Libby… how do the reindeer fly?” It was a gentle nudge that first time, but a whole year later – at exactly the same hour – I heard a much louder and more insistent “Libby, Libby! HOW DO THE REINDEER FLY?”
This time I sat up in bed, now fully awake, realizing I was being instructed to figure this out! My angel had really gotten my attention by letting me know I needed to answer this question!