Noah sent the dove out three times seeking for signs of life. The first time, nothing. The second, the hopeful olive leaf. The third time, the bird is gone: the surest sign.
Of course, it’s rarely sequential like this. The olive leaf is just as often followed by nothing as it is by the sure sign we want to see. It’s not really faith if it follows a set progression.
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Thanks. That reminds me of signs I keep seeing that read EVERYTHING WILL BE OK. No details are included about WHEN.