“Go out and talk to her.”
My sister knew I would. Without question I did as she asked, thinking I was to encourage a stranger. The reality was anything but! I met a woman from Minnesota, an art major who had been drawn to California for a God given purpose.
For the next thirty minutes I knew I was in the presence of a special blessing. For months I had been given private messages about butterflies. When this young woman shared her drawings of my heart I could barely breathe looking at them.