I should have known when only one crow showed up, only one for the past three days. I first saw him on the wire and I wondered then, ‘why alone, my friend?’ Then again, the next day he glided down and perched on my back-fence, alone. Quietly watching. Yesterday, as I was out front working in my garden, he showed up once again. This time he landed on the sidewalk, and walked near to where I was. He stood still and stared at me a while then he flew away. I should have known then that he was bringing sorrow my way.
“Then the dust will return to the earth as it was, and the spirit will return to God who gave it.” (Ecclesiastes 12:7)
But this is not the end of the matter as death is not the end.
“Behold, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed.” (1 Corinthians 15:51)
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