The Cardinal Strikes Again!

Last Saturday I was at the home of my friend's mom. She was moving out and he suggested I drop by and see if there was anything in the house that I might like to take when I move into my new digs this July. I wound up taking a nice little round table with a marble top. I was offered a lamp which I had no real room for in my economy car. But I might be coming back for the washer and dryer and maybe the dining room set. I felt like a scavenger and a little uneasy. I don't want for much. I was even offered a day bed which I couldn't have taken anyway. I feel that God has blessed me beyond measure. But as I was standing in the kitchen, I looked to the calendar on the wall there and on the calendar was a cardinal. Was it my Mom again giving tacit approval? Was she saying it 's ok to take what you want. Or was she saying ,I understand your moving away from the only house you've ever known will be emotional and traumatic but I'm looking out for you.

Or was it just some wild coincidence that my friend's mother happened to have a cardinal on the wall. I could really do mental flip flops on this one. But even blogging about it is somewhat cathartic.