As I was unloading the dishwasher this morning, I took out a glass and inside it was a tiny, white feather. What went through my mind was that surely a feather so small would have been washed away as the dishes were cleaned. Where did it come from? I took the feather and decided to go put it in my dresser drawer. I opened the drawer and it was as if the feather melted away because as I dropped it in the drawer it was no longer there and it was not on the floor. I even put on my reading glasses and searched for it. I heard the inner voice tell me....Stop looking and believe. It's called FAITH. This is not the first feather like this I have found. The other one I have tucked away in a book about God. That one appeared in SC as I was pulling down the sheets to go to bed one night and all of a sudden it was as if it floated down and landed on my pillow. I believe in Angels and if they want to leave me signs that's fine by me. But I don't need them, I just need to believe.
Peace and Blessing to y'all.
They say "seeing is believing" but really "believing is seeing"
ReplyDeleteI think I remember you finding the other feather!! Boy, you sure find 'signs" wherever you go, don'tcha?
ReplyDeleteOh,that is a neat story! Thanks for sharing,
ReplyDeleteJane
Beautiful thoughts, Barb. Happy Sunday morning. Just waking up with a cup of hot tea on my side of OKC. Looks pretty wet outside this morning. I have LOTS of cleaning to do today. Take care. D
ReplyDeleteI like this story - its always nice when you read about someone's actual experiences with spirit. Nothing educates like the real thing!
ReplyDeleteThanks again for your nice comment on my blog.
Cheers from Australia,
Anthony
This is a beautiful story! Thanks for sharing.
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