I was walking in my neighborhood this morning, and I suddenly saw what looked like a large, rusty nail lying on the ground. Immediately, I thought, “That’s going to get in someone’s tire.” So I bent down and picked it up …
… only to find out that it wasn’t a rusty nail at all. It was a twig.
Oh, don’t get me wrong. It looked just like a rusty nail. It had what looked like a flat nail-head on top. It was the color of rust; and it was the same size and shape as a nail. It even tapered to a sharp point at the end, and it was perfectly straight.
But it wasn’t a nail at all, and it couldn’t hurt anything.
I’ve learned that Holy Spirit is usually talking whenever I see something weird like that. So, I asked the Lord what it meant.