As I walked along, I saw an elderly nun in a modified habit with veil coming from the other direction walk through the door of Woolworth's, and perhaps, associating a nun with such things as faith and eternal life, I thought of my Uncle Louie's recent passing and wondered if he was in heaven. A fleeting thought passed through my mind. "If Uncle Louie is in heaven, please God, let the nun speak to me." I had never before prayed for a sign that someone was in heaven, let alone on a whim and with such specificity as this one. I immediately dismissed the thought and entered Woolworths.
I had been in the store about a twenty minutes, browsing, looking for nothing in particular. I found myself adjacent to the handbag section just walking slowly down the aisle, picking up items, looking at them and placing them back on the counter, when I saw the nun standing in the handbag section of the store. She turned around, walked toward me, held up a handbag and said, "Do you like this bag?" I don't remember what I said or even leaving the store. I was in awe. I believe that God had given me the sign I needed. But it doesn't end there.
I looked up the definition of the expression, "It's in the bag" and found that "It's in the bag means that it is a sure thing, a done deal, a slam dunk." Is Uncle Louis in heaven? I could not be more hopeful, but I will continue to pray for him and all the faithful departed. Only good can come from prayer.