We were supposed to leave Flagstaff today. We spent last night as well as today with our friends Eric and Amy who are heading to the mission field as well. It is about a three hour trip between here and Pheonix so we were going to head back down this evening.
But at the last minute we decided to stay for their son, Adin's, birthday. So that means that we now have to get up at 5AM to get packed and leave in order to be at church by 10. I was worth it just to spend some more time with our friends, but then something interesting happened.
There was a family friend there that we met. It turns out that he is from Missouri about an hour or so from NTM's campus and he and I started chatting about this and that.
He then looked at me and said that Isabella had come up to him out of the blue and told him about Anarazell and he wanted to know how we were. He went on to say that about 16 years ago he lost a son at two months old. Jen came into the conversation about then and told us that today is the 9th month since Anarazell's death. We ended up talking for quite awhile. The first time in a while that someone who has been through our situation have talked to us. And he actually asked serious questions that most people tend to shy away from.
After we talked, he looked at some pictures and then he mentioned that he first didn't know why he had decided to come to the party when he had been asked.
And we still don't know why Isabella went to the only person in the room that had been through our situation to talk about Anarazell.
Maybe a God thing?
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Definitely. I think there are lots of "God things" that we just totally miss. In fact, doesn't the Bible teach us that all our days & every breath are from His hand.
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