Cell phone mysteries....

Last night I went to sleep at a reasonable time since we are leaving for San Diego for the Willow Leadership Summit today. At midnight nicely fitting into my dream, I hear the soft tones of a cell phone, my cell phone. Huh? I never have my purse upstairs in our room...except I did last night because of packing. Turning on the light, scrambling through my purse, I find it. A call from son Chris' cell.

"Hi, what's up?" "Were you asleep?" "Well, yes, but that's okay. What's up?" Chris goes on to explain, (well actually, vent, he said.) that he will be doing the "Remembering Laurie" seminar on his own. The wonderful friend and professional who was going to be there, too, had to bail due to a family emergency. Now Chris wants to gather some thoughts from my fuzzy brain. What I really love is that he is totally ready to tackle this and has plenty of his own great ideas. I mostly agree with everything he says, tell him he is right on and that I will be praying for him. "Good night, honey" "Good night, Mom, I love you."

And this morning while walking, I am praying for Teen Camp and Chris (10 minutes, 10 days) and I hear it, the bird song I now recognize different from other bird songs. There he is, a beautiful cardinal. My little sign that God hears my prayers. I smile...