For months, a bluebird has been hanging around me. I've slowly realized this bluebird is from God and my dad, who died in '83. Once, when I spoke to him. He puffed up, turned, and looked directly at me for a full minute. It was an intense moment I'll never forget. I posted about it on Facebook, and a friend reminded me of this verse. As I was creating this page, there sat the bluebird at the window! I do believe our lost loved ones watch over us and care about our journeys. Job 12:7-8.