Going back home to Texas was exciting the first time I did it because I knew I had a plan for my future. How could I not move to Key West after seeing this -
Many of you know, but most of you don't...Venetia is my real name. It's very unusual and I've only known one other person with that name. So to see an actual street sign in Key West, with my name on it had meaning for me. Then, as I was walking around town the first day I was there I saw this...
I really thought God was talking to me. But throughout the day there were more signs.
This was a school art project that was decorating a walkway.
Can it get any clearer?
This was painted on an abandoned club.
On the patio of the Garden House Inn. And then as I was walking down Duval street.
And last but not least...
And as I was leaving the Keys, driving to Miami.
So tell me, do you believe in signs from God?