Sunday, October 19, 2008


I have a cool story. Tuesday night after dark, Don and i left to go get our mail. When we opened the door at the bottom of our stairs, resting on the rail, under the canopy, 2 feet from us, was a white dove. It just looked at us and didn't move. Don went to get his camera and took a couple pics, didn't move. We had to go past it to get to the car and we were sure it would get spooked, didn't move, just looked at us, followed us with it's eyes. We were gone about 1/2 hour, dove still there, walked past it, opened door, didn't budge. I said to Don, is it injured? About that time it stood up, ruffled it's wings, to show us it was not injured. Of course, the song Wings of a Snow White Dove came to mind. Neither of us knew the lyrics and I kept thinking it was a John Denver love song. Later that night I texted Amy and told her about the dove. She texted me back and said, "I just sang that song today at the hospital." So I called her, and she told me the lyrics,

On the wings of a snow-white dove
He sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above (sign from above)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

When troubles surround us, when evils come
The body grows weak (body grows weak)
The spirit grows numb (spirit grows numb)
When these things beset us, He doesn't forget us
He sends down His love (sends down His love)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

On the wings of a snow-white dove
He sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above (sign from above)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

When Noah had drifted on the flood many days
He searched for land (he searched for land)
In various ways (various ways)
Troubles, he had some but wasn't forgotten
He sent him His love (sent him His love)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

On the wings of a snow-white dove
He sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above (sign from above)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

On the wings of a snow-white dove
He sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above (sign from above)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)

The white dove was still there the next morning.

We are encouraged and believe that God has allowed us to witness a really beautiful thing. We've never seen a white dove. We didn't know Amy ever sang it and that she sang it yesterday was pretty cool, that she knew the lyrics to tell us last night. God is good and meets us right where we are.

cool, huh?

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