The most amazing thing happened over the weekend.
I was feeling discouraged, and I prayed, asking God for insight, for help, for strength.
It was evening and, soon after I’d prayed, I called the dogs in from the yard and was about to call it a day—have supper, maybe watch an episode or two of MIDSOMER MURDERS, and sleep.
I was fastening the lock on the sliding door when I was reminded of how beautiful San Diego sunsets can be. I unlatched the door, stepped outside, and was instantly stunned, in a good way.
The sky was still blue, and filled with fluffy white clouds that made me think of angels’ wings, but that wasn’t what nearly blew my mind.
There was a distinct Cross above the clouds!
How could that possibly be an accident?
I snapped some pictures, of course and will post one here.
