Wings of Eagles

Getting my experimental parp inhibitor treatment and feeling pretty cruddy from the chemo I got only 3 days prior. After praying for relief from feeling like dog meat and not getting the desired results, I began to thank God for giving me wings as an eagle to rise above these situations (Isaiah 40:31). I happened to look out the window as I prayed this aloud and I saw an eagle soaring really high from my 9th floor window in downtown Brussels. (BTW-I have never seen or heard of eagles in Brussels). He was turning in a counterclockwise fashion and flying gracefully for a good 3 minutes. The windowpane obscured my view and I moved in the bed to continue to watch him and he was gone. As in disappeared.