Spirit of the Eagle

Saturday afternoon at my nephew’s birthday party, a woman who was once my nemesis came to me and practically apologized for all she has ever said and done to me that was in the wrong. She told me how she has now given her whole heart to God, testified of God’s faithfulness, and told me a story that only became fully clear to me yesterday.

She *we will call her Jaime*, says to me that she was driving down the street on her way home from work, looked up and saw the sky. It was all aglow in her favorite colors with vistas that no human could ever capture with their hands. She said “thank You for painting the sky for me today”. When she got home, Jaime told her mother what she saw. Jaime’s mother said “God paints the sky for everyone everyday”. Jaime persisted saying, “Yes, but I noticed. It was for me.”

God painted the sky for me last night when I was driving with my mother. I can’t explain what I saw, but God painted the sky for me yesterday.