The lone, wild goose

My Lord, what a week it's been. Without getting too far into the details of the week, the last seven days have been over-the-top stressful. I have been asking some tough questions of late and am not satisfied with the answers I have been coming up with!
Tonight, however, I'm reading dcom and p&q papers for friends of mine out on my porch. The weather is crisp and cool and the papers are good! My soul feels like it's getting a bit of a rest from the chaos of the last seven days.
While I'm not a big believer in "signs" per se, I just recieved one, I think. It's 10:12 pm and the moon is shining brightly. Out of no where a few moments ago I heard the rustiling of feathers and then I heard the honking of a solitary Canadian goose. In Scotland, the wild goose is considered a symbol for unpredictable and, at times, disruptive nature of the Holy Spirit. I feel encouraged! Perhaps the Spirit is doing a new thing in the midst of a bit of chaos!


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