While I was at home in Canada during Christmas break from school, an old friend and I got together at a local coffee shop to catch up. He had many questions about this the Bible school I was attending which he thought was strange. As I was sharing the gospel with him, seven feathers fell from the ceiling onto the table. A few weeks before this, I had experienced feathers falling in my shower, a sign to me that God heard my prayers.
In this coffee shop as my friend saw the feathers fall, he was overwhelmed by the Holy Spirit and rededicated his life to Christ. I still find it humorous that God continues to show such a skeptic like me feathers, signs, and miracles all the time. I suppose He loves to reveal his mysteries to the world; all we need to do is make ourselves available.