Proof The Bible Is True

 Cardinals seemed to love my backyard. I watched them cavort one sunny morning as I sat on the patio with my coffee. “Cardinals appear when angels are near,” my friend was fond of saying. She knew I believed in angels. I started each day with Psalm 91, “For he will give his angels charge over thee.” It had been a habit since grade school, and now with a daughter in law enforcement and four grandchildren in the military, the psalm was never far from my lips.

 

I sat quietly for a moment, meditating on my prayer, when a cardinal suddenly whizzed by my head. I’d never seen one come so close! The strange little bird flew around me again and again. “Hey!” I said, waving my hand when it got a little too close. The bird landed right by my feet and sat there staring right at me for a long moment before flying off again.

 

That was strange, I thought, but it was time for me to tackle some chores. First up, I was overdue for a trip to Goodwill. I’d accumulated several big plastic garbage bags of bedding and clothes I knew could be of use. While I dropped them off, my husband, Wilson, could go up to the storage attic in the garage, where we kept the decorative trees for the patio. They made my cardinal-watching this time of year all the more enjoyable.

 

On my way through the house to the door that led to the garage, I found Wilson fast asleep in front of the blaring TV. I decided not to wake him. His back had been troubling him and he needed his rest. I can get those trees myself, I thought, half-closing the door behind me so as not to disturb him. I’d surprise him with my can-do spirit.

 

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