Angela Coffield

I felt I should be sad and weep, but something in me was so overjoyed to hear that the Angie Marie Coffield was about to reach total freedom and return to the source, that I jumped and yelled with sheer delight. I knew that sooner or later I would reach another state of awareness and I would weep with sadness. But that day I was filled with happiness and optimism. xoxo

Angie was transfigured before them: and her face did shine as the sun, and her garments became white as light. And...

I have known Angie but a short while, so there are many gaps in my knowledge of Angie’s life. In that time, however, I have learned how proud she was of her daughter and how she struggled to see herself as worthy of such a precious child. She bravely and openly recognized her shortcomings and continued to look for reasons and ways to overcome them.

I place my hope for Angie in these words of St. Paul to the Philippians: “I am confident of this, that the one who began a good...