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While Walking Today.........

Updated on October 3, 2014

An Angels Feather

I thought I would share this......

I have never been one to carry much faith, faith in God that is, let alone discuss that faith, or lack of. It's my business and no one else's whether I choose to believe or not. However I presume there comes a time when everyone needs to grow up and realize we don't know anything; at least about anything in or out of this world. We as humans used to think the world was flat if I remember from history class.

We live in our circles of life and fluff-off things we don't understand to the breeze and hope someone else catches and deals with it, figures it out, then tells us what is truth and what to do with it. After all, we're too busy anyway to figure out for ourselves what truth is. Maybe this little screen I'm staring at will know and guide me to the place I want to go. With as much time as I put into staring this little screen I should already be there and know everything right? Maybe you feel the same way.

I come to this little screen this time not to seek answers or truth, but to share something and maybe, just maybe, someone will believe what I've seen today and it will give them as it has me, faith, hope, and love; really the only three things we have left in this experience of consciousness on Earth. It will only take a few seconds to read on. So here it goes......

I walked for miles this morning feeling sorry for myself; blaming the world and everyone else in it for my misfortune. What misfortune you might ask? None. I have everything. I have more than I could ever want, and more than I could share in a lifetime, maybe even two lifetimes. Even so, I was mad. Mad at the old friend that doesn't call, (while my phone dials out too). Mad at the old boss because he seemingly has what I strive for daily, yet never seem to achieve ( but it's only money). Mad at my wife simply because she is there to be mad at (she's pretty close to perfect). Mad at my kids because they are 90 seconds off schedule (on a Friday). But most of all mad at this little screen because it's not telling me what I want to hear or showing me the path to get where I want to be, happy. This screen is never going to do that and now I know it for fact.

Getting back to that walk.... It was early this morning and the sky was perfectly clear and blue. The dew coated the grass and steam rose up over the lakes as birds flew tree-to-tree and sang. The sun was already warm on my face and the lake-side turtles' shells. It was truly beautiful and for those few seconds I wasn't mad at anything; until this man out of nowhere appeared on his bicycle approaching from behind me and suddenly I tensed-up and thought to myself "what does this old jerk want from me? It's first thing in the morning, I don't want to talk to anyone, I want to go back to being angry at the world". I said good morning, however it wasn't sincere and fortunately he didn't know it.

He was healthy looking with white hair. He wore white shorts and a plain white T-shirt and was very sweaty as if he had been on his bicycle for all of eternity. He looked to be about 65 or so. He said "excuse me sir, good morning, I know this will sound weird but God sent me to make sure, face to face, that you know he loves you." I suddenly became appreciative and almost felt like this guy was for real as I thanked him for telling me and that I appreciated what he just told me with more sincerity than he would ever know or I could show for that matter. Do you all remember Twilight Zone?

The feeling that came over me was incredible and the world, and my problems with it, became small. I began to weep and I watched him bike off back into what I think was eternity. When I rounded the last corner I saw him peddling off, I no longer saw him but at my feet, in the path I walked was this solid white feather I posted on this little screen for all of you to see. Then this, only seconds later, a link my wife texted me not knowing what had just happened to me. She had never done this before. I crouched down, now I cried like a baby and read this......From the bible,

1 Corinthians 13 New International Version (NIV)

13 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.

4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13 And now these three remain: FAITH, HOPE, and LOVE. But the greatest of these is LOVE.


It was this little screen after all that showed me the text and the angel that biked all the way from eternity, or heaven, to make sure I knew and prove it to me, physically. Don't dispel what you don't understand. He left me the feather so as not to forget. I just wanted to tell all of you looking at your little screens. If you need this feather I am glad to share it with you. You may also share this story as that is why I didn't keep it to myself.

Thank you for reading my story. 100% true.

Love, Your old friend, husband, and dad

Sorry for being that jerk I call everyone else.



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