Yesterday, I had quite the unexpected adventure at our church event. It all started when I managed to break not one, not two, but three angel statues. Yep, you read that right! You can imagine the raised eyebrows and awkward chuckles that followed. Now, I’m usually not that clumsy, I swear!
Back at home, I was still thinking about what happened when my eyes landed on my own angel statue. And guess what? The poor thing had a broken wing! Talk about a weird coincidence! I've always felt a strong connection to birds — they’ve been a sort of symbol for me throughout my life. Seeing all these angels with their wings suddenly out of commission has me wondering if the universe is trying to send me an SOS.
So here's where you come in! I'm throwing this out there because I’m curious: have any of you experienced something like this? Does it mean something, or is it just life's way of giving me a goofy story to tell? Is it some kind of celestial sign or maybe a warning I'm missing? I'm open to any thoughts or snippets of wisdom you might want to share. Let's figure out what’s going on with these broken angels together! Would love to hear your insights!
Back at home, I was still thinking about what happened when my eyes landed on my own angel statue. And guess what? The poor thing had a broken wing! Talk about a weird coincidence! I've always felt a strong connection to birds — they’ve been a sort of symbol for me throughout my life. Seeing all these angels with their wings suddenly out of commission has me wondering if the universe is trying to send me an SOS.
So here's where you come in! I'm throwing this out there because I’m curious: have any of you experienced something like this? Does it mean something, or is it just life's way of giving me a goofy story to tell? Is it some kind of celestial sign or maybe a warning I'm missing? I'm open to any thoughts or snippets of wisdom you might want to share. Let's figure out what’s going on with these broken angels together! Would love to hear your insights!