Supernatural guests?

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​A few days ago, I enjoyed the first day of being able to do Bible study at my desk, since my last surgery. I only lasted about half an hour but I was thankful for every minute. Healing has been slow and being able to do desk work is something I’ve missed a lot while recuperating from the cancer challenges.

I took a pic and made a social media post about it, mentioning that I'd loved getting to spend some time with Abraham and a supernatural SWAT team. 

Wednesday morning I was up and at my desk by 0400. I’m always thankful when I’m feeling well enough to begin the day that early, enjoying my fav morning elixir (keto caramel-creamed java) while getting the day’s tasks lined up. 

Our windows were opened to let in the cool, fresh autumn breeze and Savitch (my rescue cat) was snoozing in the window sill. That morning was especially nice because we had a gentle drizzle of rain coming down making the perfect sound for working as the sky began to lighten. 

When we were at full daylight, the drizzle stopped and all was quiet, except for Savitch. He suddenly went from snoozing to full alert, staring out the screen into the backyard, then meowing loudly.  

He got so excited he jumped down from the sill, then went right back, nearly pressing his face into the screen, as he continued to stare and meow.

I got up and went to the window to see what had him all excited. I thought maybe he'd spotted a bird or his girlfriend, from next door, another rescued kitty, but no… The only one (I could see) was our beautiful mare, Touching Fire, chewing away at some hay, while staring at the bench swing.

​Hmmm… 

​Both Fire (our rescue mare) and Savitch were riveted to the empty, yet steadily-swaying swing.

There was no breeze. The swing is slatted and heavy, yet it was swinging exactly like it does when someone's on it, intentionally making it sway to a steady rhythm.

I continued to stare, thinking it was a fluke and that it'd stop any moment but, to my surprise, it continued.

I spoke to the Lord, in a bit of a teasing fashion. “Maybe one of our angels decided they wanted to enjoy the sunrise with Fire.”

I couldn't help but grin at the thought of an angel using our swing. 

While I stood watching, I thought of the many folks who believe cardinals sometimes signal a spiritual presence. Not saying I believe that but I’m not denying it. Maybe they do, and folks who believe it have reason to think it’s true. 

Before the nay-sayers have a chance to dispute, I’ll leave a little reminder about a meeting in a garden with two dead prophets and one living Messiah, shortly before He was killed.
At that moment, while the thought of cardinals and loved ones who’ve walked on, was still in my mind, a cardinal flew in front of my window and landed on the swing frame.  

No joke--there it sat, looking at me. 

Most of my close friends know I don't believe in coincidence. I am indeed convinced I was witnessing a supernatural visitation. 

I watched only a short while longer, then the swing slowed and went abruptly still. 

The swing has been in that spot for months. It's sturdy and definitely not lightweight. I've never seen it swing steadily without anyone in it to make it go, not even in windy weather.

Whatever, whomever, may have been in the swing didn't cause me to feel threatened. Nothing felt wrong or sinister. I can only say the incident left me in a bit of wonder and with a big smile in my heart. I see the most amazing sunrises out my back window, most mornings. This one was no exception. 

The swing inclusion is something I’ll chalk up to a divinely designed incident that I’m not likely to forget and appreciate that I got to witness it with Savitch and Fire, two of my favorite friends.

It was also special enough that I wanted to share it with you.

​“Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for in doing so, some have entertained angels without knowing it.” Hebrews 13:3 WMB