I lost my father this past weekend. I pulled into his driveway the morning after and waited on his wife to wake. As I sat there in my car a small bird appeared on the flag pole attached to the window. A larger bird appeared and flew under the porch over the front door. The small bird followed onto the porch column. I thought there must be a nest. A second small bird, the same as the first, lit above the door. In unison the two small birds descended into two wreaths hung by the funeral home. One into the wreath on the door and the other into the wreath on the porch column. The bird which flew into the porch column wreath dug around in it for several minutes. I sat amazed and thought of the line from this song about "The birds on the roof of my mother's house will sit on my roof someday. This was not a coincidence. It was a sign from God that I very much needed. I was assured that my father was with his heavenly father and I did not need to worry. Gordon, thank you for this gift which serves as a conduit to my belated father.
I lost my father this past weekend. I pulled into his driveway the morning after and waited on his wife to wake. As I sat there in my car a small bird appeared on the flag pole attached to the window. A larger bird appeared and flew under the porch over the front door. The small bird followed onto the porch column. I thought there must be a nest. A second small bird, the same as the first, lit above the door. In unison the two small birds descended into two wreaths hung by the funeral home. One into the wreath on the door and the other into the wreath on the porch column. The bird which flew into the porch column wreath dug around in it for several minutes. I sat amazed and thought of the line from this song about "The birds on the roof of my mother's house will sit on my roof someday. This was not a coincidence. It was a sign from God that I very much needed. I was assured that my father was with his heavenly father and I did not need to worry. Gordon, thank you for this gift which serves as a conduit to my belated father.