I enjoy once in awhile playing the slots at the Akwesasne Mohawk Casino.
One day I walked in, and there was this beautiful 2014 Chevy Camaro from Frenchies that they were going to draw for on April 26, and I thought wow would I love to win that. I have never won anything that extravagant or any large amount of money; once in awhile I win some free play and a little bit of money, but that is it.
The day before the drawing while I was at work, I asked Chaplain Lamica if he would bless me to help me win that car. He chuckled but did it.
That night before I went to bed, I got on my knees and prayed to God to help me win that car. I have never prayed for myself before; I always pray for my loved ones.
A year ago March 6, my youngest sister, Sheila, died of cancer. I remember praying, pleading and begging God not to take her, but he did, so I had little doubt on power of prayer.
That day of the drawing as I was pulling into the casino parking lot, I just happened to look at my clock radio and the time was 3:33 p.m.; I thought that was weird, I dont recall ever seeing that time on my clock, but most of the time I am at work at that time.
I walked in the casino and started playing the slot machines, focusing on winning some money. A little while later my name was called. I was going to win some free play or a chance at the car.
Now it was 8 p.m., time to pick a briefcase to open to win the car. The only number I could think of was the number six; my sister, Sheila, died on the sixth, and her birthday was May 26. As the guy was opening the briefcase, I remembered the time on my clock radio 3:33 p.m.
Oh my God, I thought, I was suppose to pick the number 3; it was too late. My briefcase was open and not the winner. Briefcase No. 3 was the winner.
Through the power of prayer, I would be the owner of that Chevy Camaro. So dont give up on the power of prayer; maybe it was too late to work for my sister, Sheila, by the time they found the cancer it was all through her body. She had no chance.