Dad and I had always been close. When he learned his cancer was terminal, his main concern was for me. “I’ll ask the angels to show you a sign after I’m gone, and you’ll know I’m okay.” He made me promise not to dwell on his passing, but to live a happy life.
The day he died, I flipped through his dog-eared Bible. Lord, show me what I need to see. Where’s my sign?
The Bible fell open to Romans 8: “For I am convinced that neither death nor life will be able to separate us from the love of God.” I held tight to that thought and tried to keep my promise to Dad, but I missed him every day. I was especially sad when my birthday rolled around.
My sister-in-law dropped by with a gift. “I hope you like it,” she said. “I know these are hard times for you.”
I opened the package and found a framed Bible verse, written in calligraphy. It wasn’t just any verse, but Romans 8. I got my sign, and most importantly I felt God’s love and Dad’s.
Download your FREE ebook, Angel Sightings: 7 Inspirational Stories About Heavenly Angels and Everyday Angels on Earth
