The other day I was getting ready for the day, putting my makeup on. I needed to fix some of my eye makeup. I grabbed a tissue and started wiping my eyes. Next thing I know, there’s a small, white feather on my nose! Angels are silly sometimes!
A few weeks ago I was in New York City for a quick 24 hour business trip. I was nervous about catching my train on time and I knew I’d be exhausted after the whirlwind trip. The only saving grace was I would be able to meet up with my stepbrother after work and eat dinner together.
The days leading up to the trip and before I left, I prayed to God that he would go before me and ensure I have safe and stress-free travels and successful meetings. Continue reading “Feather Water”
I found this feather by my bed this morning. Its been three months since Scout passed away (see Lessons from a Kitten). Is it a comforting sign or a random hello from above? I don’t know the answer but I like finding feathers!
This morning I woke up and I said to God, “thank you for something good to happen today. Something unexpected and suddenly.”
I started praising God like this on the morning of March 3. The same day my beloved kitten, Scout died (read more about his story at Lessons from a Kitten). The first day I asked God for something good to happen I lost my kitten, suddenly and unexpectedly. But that didn’t stop me from repeating it again and again. In the beginning, I would remember to say it on most days. Like any new habit it takes time to become routine.
I feel like praising God instead of worrying, begging, complaining to Him helps manifest what we want and need quicker. The past few days I’ve been in a slump as it happens to most people. I was complaining and worrying a lot more than usual. Then, it dawned on me (probably after all the hours I spent listening to Joel Osteen) “I am going to be happy now. Continue reading “Today Was a Good Day”
On March 3, our 11.5 month old kitten, Scout, passed away suddenly. It turned out he had an enlarged heart and we didn’t know it. Scout passed at home very quickly from a heart attack. That night, as usual, he ate dinner and then started cleaning himself. The next minute, he tensed up and passed within a minute with me and my husband, Mike, right by his side. I don’t think he knew what happened. He made no sound and looked very peaceful as I held him in my arms as my husband rushed us to the emergency vet. We prayed the entire way. There was nothing else we could do and I believed if God wanted to perform a miracle he would and could. Continue reading “Lessons from a Kitten”