Since my Momma’s passing last November, I find myself in daily prayerful moments with her. Most times I am reminded when I see triple digits, usually on a clock. I get this nudge to look at a clock and inevitably it is 5:55 am or pm. (Do you see 11:11 often? That has always been one of my favorites.) Doreen Virtue has wonderful explanations about the messages behind the various triple digits that I’m sure many of us see on a daily basis.
Last weekend I was sitting down by the Weekend Farmgirl lake in meditation and prayer and I asked Momma to send me a sign that she was there with me. I was REALLY missing her. I immediately heard the word “HEART”. I thought, OK, I’ll look for a rock that may be in the shape of a heart as I continue my walk back to my house after my lake time. HEART, HEART, HEART. I kept hearing this but didn’t see anything that resembled a heart.
Then it happened. I was walking through my carport and there upon the rocks sat a vibrant red heart. It stopped me cold in my tracks because I had been in and out of my house and carport at least a half dozen times that morning and that heart was definitely not there. I just stood there staring at it. I started to wrack my brain to remember if this heart could possibly be mine. Did I drop it while moving in? What necklace might have it fallen off of? Did someone gift me with this heart? But I came up blank. I had never seen it before.
P.S. When I texted a photo to my sister Heidi to ask her if she recognized this heart, my phone read 2:22 pm. Yep, those triple digits just keep appearing over and over and over. Thanks Momma! #blessed #happyvalentines