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Recently, I overheard a snippet of a private conversation between strangers. While it could technically be classified as eavesdropping, I’m certain God didn’t mind my listening in. In fact, though the conversation was not expressly intended for my ears, witnessing the seemingly chance encounter may have been part of God’s plan. Looking back, he was leading me to a spiritual breakthrough. In other words, even God can bring good out of my inclination for being nosy.
The day began with the usual morning routine. I parked in my out-of-the-way way spot, careful to avoid the hustle and bustle of school carline and escorted my kids to the designated area for drop-off. As I walked back through the church grounds, I glimpsed a father rushing to herd three children in a single file line. I doubt they saw me. I was on the opposite side of the courtyard and was leaning over to pick up my phone which I had dropped. The tall, business-attired man was taking long, confident strides on the path towards drop-off; while his kids, laden with disproportionately large backpacks and water bottles, trudged behind. The dad, like a mother goose, looked over his shoulder a couple times to confirm his stair-step goslings safely trailed. The first in line after the father, the biggest of the kids, looked to be about seven or eight years old. He was lagging. Tottering forward, he seemed disoriented by the foreign path the father had chosen. I didn’t recognize the family and assumed they were new to the school. The dad kindly urged, “C’mon, John. It’s this way. You’re going to be late.”
Daaaad - Slow - Down - Boy - Water
“Daaaad! Slow down.” The little boy’s water bottle fell at his feet. As he bent to pick it up, he reiterated, “I mean it!” His words were thick with frustration and...
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