As I was driving down the road today, I was thinking about our 50 year old friend in the hospital for dialysis, our 8th grade friend recently diagnosed with diabetes, and our 9th grade friend who is falling under the catch-all diagnosis of fibromyalgia because the doctors can’t determine a more specific ailment.
Knowing my tendency to slip too far into sadness and helplessness with such difficult news, I sincerely asked Spirit, “What can I do? How can I help?”
For some reason, my attention turned to the oncoming traffic and I noticed that all of the cars coming toward me in my line of vision, close and distant, were white. I am not sure the exact number of cars, but it was well over ten.
Quick flashes of mental inquiry...funeral procession? No. White car parade? No!
Suddenly, the realization, send white light to my friends. “Really God? You’re speaking to me through white vehicles?” The next car to turn onto the road was white, as was the next one, and the next one, and the next one.
I giggled on the inside and out for the rest of my drive.
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