I was moved to send in a story about how one of my sons experienced a miracle and his guts and determination helped him overcome a horrible injury to rebound.
I worried about overstipping my 'bounds' and intruding on my sons privacy though this story is well over 10 years old by now.
As usual, in wonderous and amzing surprise, suddely, the meadow outside my window was full of moving elk. A small 2X4 sparred with a larger 4X5 as moms and yearlings wandered by. At the end of the herd was a 'group' of what we call spikes. Bull elk just a few years old with just one 'prong' or spike on each antler. First time I've witnessed that.
I trusted that to me I heard His whisper and did His will. I don't know why, if or how anything will come of it, but it is done. I had my sign.
Confidence
6 years ago