Thank you, Sweetly Broken!  I sure appreciated your input, and thank you for sharing your dream!  Richard (my precious husband) is Native American (with some Scotch-Irish thrown in for good measure!), and before he was born again, he always thought of hawks as his “spirit guides”… like I always thought of angels.  They always seemed to either warn him of events or to let him know everything was going to be OK, one of the two.  Like in 1990 the day his Mom died (we didn’t meet until 1996), he awoke one morning, and saw a whole flock of hawks on the ground where he was camping.  As a result, he KNEW something was wrong with his Mama (Richard also has a 6th Sense, and often “feels” things ahead of time). He hopped on his Harley, and headed for Texas (from Arizona).  On his way there, when he got closer to where his Mom was hospitalized, there were literally thousands of hawks lined up on both sides of the road he was traveling! And every time Richard is hospitalized with his myriad of illnesses, I have seen at LEAST one hawk, usually perched on a high wire looking down at me!  You could be right!

 

Your sister in Yahshua!

Peggy
www.his-forever.com