Touched by an Angel

Previously on Touched by an Angel:

Do you have any idea what you've done?!

Do you know what you've done?!

Wayne, please, would you just listen?

Listen to her, Wayne; She's an angel.

I used to pray for a little brother.

And when I finally got one...

well...

Every morning, I'd wake up

expecting a miracle,

hoping I'd walk through the door,

he'd be at the breakfast table

all fixed, fine.

But a miracle never happened.

And I stopped believing in them.

Joey really needs you now, Wayne.

Hey, Wayne...

guess what?

What's that?

You love me.

Yeah, I do.

And I love you, too, Wayne.

Hey, Wayne, can I open my Christmas presents now?

Sure, I'll be right down.

Okay. Last one to the Christmas tree's a rotten egg.

What did you eat to make you dream about flying angels?

Don't forget, after we open the presents,

we got to go back down to the church

so I can see the angels again.

Okay.

I'm no good at praying, you know, not real praying.

I guess after what happened last night

I should believe in you,

but it's not going to be that easy

because if you're really out there

I'm in a lot of trouble.

I appreciate the angels and all,

but I'd just as soon pass right now.

Thank you.

He knows the truth, he saw it.

Why is he so afraid to believe?

The first day one believes

can be the most beautiful and the most difficult.

"Difficult"?

Wayne!

I'm coming, little brother.

A miracle is a very fragile thing,

and if you don't take care of it

you can let the truth just get twisted out of it.

And that's when it becomes dangerous.

How can a miracle become dangerous?

Anything from God can become dangerous

in the wrong hands.

Wayne...

Wayne is a man

who's walked in the darkness for a long time,

and a miracle like last night

has shown a bright light

and it's shining smack dab

in the middle of everything

that Wayne does not want to see.

So he can't begin his new life

until he's finished with the old one.

He's at a crossroads, baby.

And you've got to get him out of the intersection

before he gets run over.

Wayne!

Be right there, Joey.

Someone is speeding in his direction

and he's about to get hit dead on.

Somebody?

Who?!

( Train whistle blows in distance )

Merry Christmas.

Thanks... you, too.

I'm sorry, but we're not serving breakfast yet

on account of what happened.

But I'll get you some coffee.

Black.

What happened?

Come on, an angel appeared

and flew in the church?

She didn't fly, she sort of hovered.

Everybody saw it. It was miracle.

I'm telling you, I felt something like...

Like God.

You didn't see Him, but, uh...

somehow, you just knew He was there.

But you saw the angel?

Clear as day... awesome.

It was kind of scary and beautiful

all at once. Yeah.

I'm going today to see if she comes back.

Twice in the same year.

You're kidding, right?

Can you give me directions to this church?

Miracles are kind of my business.

That's right, a Christmas miracle.

Yes, it's true; I saw it myself, and so did everybody else.

It was kind of... scary and awesome all at the same time.

You'd better get a news crew down here right away

'cause if you don't, I'm going to call Channel 10 next.

All right, you're welcome.

Tess, why does God make men like that?

He doesn't.

They make themselves like that.

The sad truth, baby,

is that wherever there's an opportunity,

there's an opportunist.

And nothing brings them out

like a good, old-fashioned miracle.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Colleen.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Joey.

Aw, hi, Edna.

Is Wayne inside?

Aw, no, he had to go to work.

On Christmas?

Oh, nobody works on Christmas.

Well, the pastor works on Christmas.

That's a good point.

Looks like we got some extra people,

so, uh, make sure you only hand out

one to each person, okay?

Okay.

Bye.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Hey, son, can I have one of those?

Aw, you came to see the angels, didn't you?

That's why I came.

I saw the angels last night, too.

Anybody else see the angels?

Oh, yeah, everybody...

My brother and Edna, Pastor Mike, everybody.

The angels, they took my friend, Serena, up into heaven.

And then the one angel, she turned into light.

She flew high up into the sky.

And then the white bird, it flew away.

But it dropped a feather, and I got it here.

You see it?

Is that so? Yeah.

It's starting now; I got to go, mister.

I got to hand out programs.

That's my job.

Well, then, I'll take one of those.

Bye, kid. Thanks for everything.

All right, bye now.

Hey... hey, hey.

Where's my feather?

The angel was hovering right over there.

And then the dove flew right over my head...

It flew right over my head!

Hey!

Leave that donkey alone.

Get out of here.

Excuse me!

Everybody is supposed to sit down

when they hear the organ.

Please, could we all take our seats?

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Last night, something happened here

that some are calling a miracle.

It was a miracle.

But what does it mean?

It means that we're doomed.

That's what it means... Judgment is coming.

A little girl died last night.

But I saw her here,

and the angels just took her away.

Yes, Serena's passing may have been part of a miracle...

Praise God.

But this is something we must take

one step at a time, slowly, reverently.

"Slowly"?

We have been given a marvelous gift.

A mystery has occurred in our midst...

A holy visitation.

We must not greet it with panic

and superstition; We must cherish it

and hold it in our hearts

until we have learned

what God intends for us to do with it.

Pastor Mike, some people slept here last night.

I know I went home,