Where I see God.

Where I see god.
I see him in the sunrise this morning.
This morning Julia left for work a little late but still in time to make morning rounds at the hospital. And like clockwork she calls me five minutes after she leaves the house. I answer and unlike the usual londry-list of honey doos, she is broken down on the side of the road. Boy what a morning this is going to be. I'm sick I have a sore throat and now I have to go out in the twenty degree weather to fix my wifes car on the side of the road. I knew this was comming since muflers rarely just decide to jump off cars. They usually give you a few weeks of moaning and groaning. Well, her muffler had been telling me for weeks now that it needed some attention, and do you think I would have fixed it. No, I'm a Hicks, I operate best in crisis mode. So I get all dressed warm and jump in the Highlander and head down the road. Sure enough as I am approaching her car I see the muffler looking back at me. Telling me just what it had warned me of since the new year. I get out climb under her car and luckily it is just hanging by the rubber bushings. I unhook the sad sick muffler and Julia tosses it in the back of her car. She takes the Highlander to work and I limp ol' blue (The name for her car), back to the house. As I'm driving home with a loud now very mad exhaust system telling me I should have fixed it weeks ago, I notice God sitting in the sky. He is telling me that it is going to be all right. The sunrise this morning was something only God can create. The clouds were feathered across the sky crimson like the wings of a long lost almost extinct raptor. This large magestic bird with its wings open welcoming the day, telling all that it is still here, it isn't gone.