Then this morning, he was (still is at the moment, actually) out on our little ranch looking for some fun photos opportunities. And, this praying mantis happened to land on the ledge of Chad's shelter.
I know these insects probably don't actually pray, but I like the way they look like they are. They remind me of monks and nuns in deep thoughtful prayer. And, I like the name we have given them.
I took the visit from the praying mantis as a sign ... that God is listening to my husband's prayers and to mine. God is there ... He always is ... all will be well.