I perhaps put too much information in my profile, but I think it defines me pretty well. One other thing that seems appropriate tonight is my gravitar. I will probably change it to a different photo later, but the reason why my gravitar is such a dark image of me is because I am sitting in my father-in-law’s kitchen while he is in bed hopefully not having a bad reaction to a new medicine. The photo is dark because my father-in-law is 87 and has only one light bulb in the 5-bulb ceiling light in order to save energy.

For the past 3 weeks I have been on the verge of driving to Sedona, AZ to work on a house I purchased more than two years ago. I think I need about another month to make the house ready for rental, but my trip has been delayed by my father-in-law’s recent health issues. I was beginning to wonder whether I would be able to make the trip this month because it’s a tiring 27 hour drive each way and I have to be back by April 19. My wife was also experiencing a lot of stress over work issues and I didn’t feel right leaving her. I needed a sign.

Funny thing – I got a sign. My wife clipped the bottom of the garage door with the top of her roof rack the day before my father-in-law’s last medical appointment and the tools I needed to fix the door were packed at the bottom of my car. I had to unload the car (which had been packed for 3 weeks) & that last medical appointment has led to 3 more.

I do feel a “Something” out there – perhaps God, sientient cosmic energy, whatever – and I think he/she/it helps me head down the correct path. At my church I call it getting dope slapped by the Holy Spirit when the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and make me aware of some danger my conscience mind had missed. I wonder what situation was prevented by my not making the trip to Sedona this month. Or, for what need will my extended family or church or friends need me to stay in town to help solve or comfort. Sometimes we are not meant to know.