Right before my dad's funeral at the Dallas/Fort Worth National Cemetery a friend of mine saw a dragon fly land on her windshield and stare her down. She excitedly told me it was a sign from dad as my dad liked dragonflies. I donít always give credence to omens so I didnít over think her observation.
Well, over two years later, I was walking my dogs over a bridge at park near my house and saw a dragon fly skim over the water below. I thought about the phenomenon at the funeral and said, "Hmm." Then the dragon fly came back, and I said, "Thank you God for reminding me of my dad." Then I thought, it could have just been a coincidence so I prayed, feeling foolish to be testing God, "God, if that dragon fly was a message from my dad let me see it again."
I waited and waited, (about two minutes, but they were long minutes!) No dragon flies. I was supremely disappointed since I had really expected to spot some more but I decided if I waited too long eventually a dragon fly would show up and that wouldn't prove anything except that I had tremendous perseverance, because of course if I waited 4 hours I probably would see another one. After about three exceptionally long and torturous minutes I gave up and turned around to finish my walk with my eager-to-be-on-their-way doggies who were earnestly straining on their leashes because there was more ground just waiting to be sniffed and so little time to do it.
On the other side of the bridge two feisty low flying dragon flies immediately caught my eye, whizzed by, crisscrossed each other, did somersaults and vanished under the bridge. If I hadnít resumed my stroll when I did I would have missed them entirely. Timing is everything after all.
I looked heaven ward and humbly exclaimed, ďDear God, one would have been enough, now youíre just showing off.Ē
The name of the park is VETERAN'S PARK , my dad was a WWII, Korean war and Viet Nam vet. And of course you should know that today is Father's day.
Iím not suggesting itís wise to test God, but he does like to answer prayers and requests, sometimes in a playful and unexpected manner. It certainly was awesome of him to let me experience his presence, quietly and gently, on a bridge early in the morning while I walked my dogs at a park built to honor Veterans on a day when most of the country was paying tribute to their dadís; those alive and those in the company of God, our supreme Father.
A lovely thought Collette, the dragon fly may have meant nothing to anyone else but to you it was significant because God knows how to touch the heart of everyone. Is it not magnificent how God can deal with each of us at our level? How many looked up in the sky and was thrilled as David was or got up this morning and was overjoyed to be alive and well; we take so much for granted. Thanks for this article Collette and I hope your beloved dad RIP.