God's
timing was especially evident to me this past week. I was preparing to
come to Virginia for a week to speak at a church and help my friend (who
flew in from Japan) to prepare for her June wedding, when my
grandmother (who lived in Lynchburg, VA) passed away.
My youngest
brother, who lives in France had been visiting the US and was in the
DC airport ready to leave for Europe when his plane was cancelled. He then heard the news and was able to
turn around and come back to Virginia, giving my uncle, in the same airport trying to get back, a ride to Lynchburg.
Long story short, my brothers, my father and I were able to attend
my grandmother's funeral. It truly was God's timing that allowed our
family to be in Virginia at the right time, to attend my grandma's
funeral, honor her in that
way, and find some closure in the grieving process. It also reminded me
poignantly of how well God takes care of us, to orchestrate things the
way he did, and to trust him with how he will orchestrate things in the
days to come.
Below, my friend, brothers and dad.
Below, my friend, brothers and dad.
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