One year after my son had passed on, I bought a little hunting/fishing camp on the River as a healing retreat place for myself and my three surviving siblings. It was only 600 sq. ft., fifty-five yrs. old, that sat on cinder blocks. It’s definitely rural…2 1/2 miles down a gravel road filled with potholes. The neighbor there called it ‘God’s best kept secret’.
I had asked for input from my family for a name for the place (it’s common for folks in the valley to do so). We arrived at: Neon Genesis which mean: New Beginnings.
For six months, the neighbors would yell at me that the eagle was out, but I would always miss seeing him. Everyone else had seen him, but not me. Then, one weekend when we went there on my birthday, we took a long drive to enjoy the beauty of all the colors of the Autumn leaves. Suddenly, an eagle swooped down and stayed hovering above a SUV right in front of us. His wing span was wider than the vehicle, and he hovered like that for a good solid five minutes.
Tears were streaming down my face.
I know we all have things that we believe are ‘signs’ from our children. That somehow God sends such things to reassure us and comfort us. For me, it’s eagles. I waited 6 mos. after buying that camp to see one…and I did on my birthday, finally. I believe with all of my heart that eagle was my birthday gift from my son…somehow, some way. I know some don’t believe in such things, and I’m OK with that. But what are the odds? Who could have orchestrated such perfect timing but God?
That’s why I love Eagles. That’s why the pic at the top of my site is a Momma Eagle and her Juvie.
30 Even youths shall faint and be weary,
and young men shall fall exhausted;
31 but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles;
they shall run and not be weary;
they shall walk and not faint.
(((HUGS))) Jude Gibbs, Author of ‘Gifts from the Ashes’ available at: Xulon Press, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and DeeperShopping. Contributor at ‘The Mighty’: https://themighty.com/2017/03/the-pain-of-holidays-after-the-loss-of-loved-ones/