Last week before morning Mass, I asked God for a sign.  I guess I needed some reassurance.  I needed my faith strengthened a little bit.  So I basically begged Him to show himself to me.  This is not the first time that I have asked for a sign.  I have actually asked on several occasions during my faith journey.  Each time, God has accommodated me — not in the way that I was expecting — but in a definitive way nonetheless.

So this was not the first time that I have asked for a sign, but I think it will be my last.  You see, the sign came very quickly this time, during the Gospel reading from Luke, chapter 11.  Here is what Jesus had to say to me on this day.

While still more people gathered in the crowd, Jesus said to them,
“This generation is an evil generation;
it seeks a sign, but no sign will be given it,
except the sign of Jonah.

Regardless of what one interprets the sign of Jonah to be, I think my answer was pretty clear. Turn away from sin and be faithful to the Gospel. Quick asking for signs, for you have already received so many. I could almost hear Bill Engvall telling me, “Here’s your sign.”