I wish I had a picture of what I saw as I was driving to physical therapy. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something in a garden on the main street in our subdivision. I was intrigued, so I made a u-turn and stopped right in front of it. It looked like a fluffy cat, but then I thought maybe it was an owl. Then I made out the head and body, and I thought it was an eagle, but it didn't have a brown body and white head, so I thought it might be a hawk. It was white and had brown speckles all over. What a beautiful creature!
I was worried that maybe it was hurt, and that's why it was just sitting in the garden. I reached for the camera I keep in my glove compartment, but when I turned around, the bird was gone.
I was happy and sad: sad because it flew away before I could get a picture, but happy because it wasn't hurt and could fly. If the bird was hurt, I wasn't sure what to do, and I thought of what number I could call so someone could come and get the bird and rehabilitate it. But the hawk, or whatever it was, flew away, so I could relax.
That was a gift today. Thank You, God!