I so appreciate the God that knows I need signs. Big, sky-sized signs to get my attention, and sun-sized light to help me see. Because God knows, I’ll fall asleep today and tonight and once again . . . tomorrow . . .
I write: "Last night our community came together and much love happened and beautiful music was made to support one of our own. Communities are made to commune . . ." I look up from my journal and see a wispy cloud in the shape of a torch and the flame is a prism, reflecting all the rainbow colors. Right away I imagine an angel and