It's funny how we somtimes ask God for signs but then get frustrated when we can't see any. We have these crazy ideas about what might make our lives better, and sometimes we just need affirmation that we're doing the right thing. But this isn't Joan of Arcadia, and signs can seem hard to come by these days.

This morning I had one of those rare moments when you see a sign, and can't deny it or explain it away. Fittingly enough, it was actually a trafic sign (funny, huh?) with some very specific grafitti on it that I thought must have been written specifically for me. Just as I was trying to convince myself that it was a coincidence, I glanced to the bottom corner of the sign and saw my initials there. Thank goodness there are some times when God just won't let His message be overlooked.