A dear friend of mine had an unfortunate, close encounter with a deer this week. He was driving and a deer leaped in front of his car shattering the windshield and bruising my friend mightily.
My friend will be fine. His car, bar the windshield, is fine. The deer will go on to its next incarnation.
When something like this happens, what are we to make of it?
In a phone conversation, I made my friend laugh by asking:
“What’s dear to you?”
We are surrounded by signs and messages if we’ll learn to read them.