Signs are all around us… and I am not referring to the STOP, Caution: Men at Work; Speed Limit 45 ones… obviously those kind are all around us too. I mean SIGNS… like from the man upstairs kind.  First let me say that I do not consider myself a very religious person. Instead I would say I am spiritual. I do believe in a Higher Power. I also believe that there are no accidents, everything happens for a reason, we may not be able to understand the reason right away, but none the less a reason does exists. But knowing that there is a purpose for our existence in our head and feeling it in your heart are two very different things.

I used to make fun of my father. I know that is a horrible thing for a daughter to do and an even worse one to admit knowing my father reads this blog. You see my father  has had more signs than any person I know and yet he does not see them. He is waiting for a lightening bolt to hit or a Burning Bush I guess and well, unless your name is Moses (which his is not) that probably ain’t going to happen. But lately… I think I have been doing the same thing. I guess the apple really does not fall far from the tree. Ever since I began this journey I have been waiting for a sign… something to tell me I am following the right path. In fact the other day while I was taking a walk… I admit it, I kind of asked for a sign. The next thing I know I was tripping over a dead possum on the street. I am not kidding you. GROSS and very very strange. Not sure what that sign was other than the man upstairs showing me he has a wacky sense of humor. Anyway after freaking out I went home and disinfecting my shoes (I know I am neurotic but GROSS) and I pushed the idea of looking and asking for signs out of my head and went on to concentrate on birthday madness weekend.

The weekend is over now, the kids went back to school, hubby to work and once again I have some quiet in my house to think again. So where did my thoughts drift back to? Yup… right back to the possum! Once again I decided to shake that gross image and I logged onto Facebook to get my mind off it. I may have wanted to forget about signs, but someone must not have wanted me to because the first three entries I saw had the following exact same message:

On this day, God wants you to know
… that you’ve been talking to God too much, and not listening enough. Prayer is when you talk to God. Meditation is when you become quiet and listen to God. You’ve learned how to talk and ask well. Time to learn how to listen and hear, because God has been answering you.

I guess it is time for me to stop asking for signs and to listen instead!!! I’ll let you know if I hear anything.

12 thoughts on “Signs

  1. Love this blog!!! I find myself looking for new posts!!! I go to Facebook, The Drudge Report, TMZ and now Mama’s Turn 🙂

    1. Thank you!!! You made my day! I mean to be in the same category as Drudge report! LOL Tell your mama friends about it!!!

  2. He does have a funny sense of humor sometimes… But it’s usually just to wake us up a bit. The truth is that G-d is always looking out for us, we just don’t see it until we start looking our for Him. There was a great Rabbi in the 1800s named the Kotzker Rebbe who once said: “Where is G-d?? Wherever you let Him in.”

    1. Rucheli I want you to know that I want to write an article about you. You inspire me! I am serious. I hope you don’t mind if I do one, one day! On another note I will be sending you an email soon… you offered to help me with this site and there is something I am so confused about that perhaps you can help me with!

  3. sharon
    thanks for helping to straighrn out
    this man;s thoughts. i always did look
    for a sign and was blind to them.
    today you and rucheli, my granddaughter,
    have helped me see the light in the sky.i
    pray that many others will also benefit from
    your blog.

  4. I want to go back to this possum for a minute.

    First, are you sure it was dead? Possums are very good at playing possum. I nursed a baby back to health once…it was very good at playing dead. Not my point but……
    Not to be a critique (because I often suffer from the same problem), but the possum in the road, that you managed to trip over, was your first clue that you are not paying attention. What were you looking at that kept you from seeing this big dead lump? Someone up above was telling you to slow down and it still took a few more days (yes, forgivable with the busy weekend). I’m glad FB had the message out there for you today.

    “On this day, God wants you to know
    … that you’ve been talking to God too much, and not listening…”

    “… Time to learn how to listen and hear, because God has been answering you.”

    Thank you for listening and thank you for sharing this message because I think it is important to realize we need to be quiet so we can hear.

    1. Valerie… perhaps the possum was just playing dead. Honestly I did not stick around long enough to check. I know you and Jamie would have taken him in but I was just plain freaked out by the thing. I was looking at the sky. So yes… it was definitely an in your face sign for me to pay attention. LOL That is for sure. My niece wrote a beautiful article that continues on where I left off here. For such a young woman she is so wise. You would love it. Check it out:

      1. I loved her blog. It was so well written.

        You know, it’s funny. G-d spoke to me recently (I was certain of it). I didn’t know it at the exact time, but I did realize it a few hours later. I was leaving for Daytona Beach weekend before last to see Justin. I was driving alone and was getting a much later start than I expected. It became even later when I went out to the car and found that my battery was dead and needed a jump. At the time, it was a little frustrating but I figured there was a reason for it. You know it took my over 7 hours to get to Daytona. Ugh!! I was held up in traffic caused by two accidents. The first accident closed all lanes (north & south) to allow a helicopter to land. My battery delay may have been to miss that accident as I was about 20 minutes behind it (I’ll never know). The second accident was an overturned trailer tractor. I had quite a bit of alone time that night.
        Another point, we don’t always get the answer we want which is why sometimes we choose not to hear him (not because we don’t hear him).

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