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Over many years now, feathers have appeared on our clothes, in our home and cars in random positions and random times but continuously. One morning when we lived in Colorado, USA, I remember walking down the stairs to find a multitude of feathers scattered all over the room and furniture. Annoyed by the mess, I told the angels that if they were going to dance around they needed to clean up after themselves. I promptly walked off to get the vacuum cleaner. This has been the journey of discovering the Sun of Righteousness rising with healing in His wings. Malachi 4:2