Yesterday I went to town. I went to get a gallon of milk, we were completely out.
While I was driving home I started praying to God. I was praying about something that has been weighing heavily on my heart and mind lately. I was asking God whether or not I was doing the right thing. I was asking for a sign (not directly), but that's what I was looking for.
Then all of a sudden right in front of my eyes was the brightest falling star I'd ever seen. My mouth fell open and my lips quivered, I was brought to tears.
I mean I've seen falling stars before, but usually I just catch a glimpse of one out of the corner eye. I'm usually unsure if it was really a falling star or if could have been something else.
This time was different. It was an undeniably bright light, right there in front of me. It lasted a long time too. It was probably like 5 seconds, but it seemed like forever. It seemed to span 100 yards or more. It went straight down, right in my path.
I was so moved by this falling star, this sign, and just couldn't wait to come inside to share my experience with Mr. Wonderful, which I did. I was so moved that I forgot about the milk I had in my car. The milk that K1 would have loved to have had for his cereal this morning. The milk that I had gone to town to get.
I remembered the milk... around 10 this morning. Long after K1 and Mr. Wonderful had gone to school/work. It was now hot and spoiled milk.
Oh well, I'll take a sign from God over fresh milk any day!
Have you ever had a sign from God?