A Divine Appointment
Some of you have read my post from last month about Julie Weller, a remarkable woman and a beautiful influence on my life. This is another piece of that story that I've been hoping to share for awhile. It's a bit of a love story, about how God takes care of His children even on the dark and ugly days. On Labor Day last year, my older son accompanied me to Los Angeles so I could tell Julie goodbye. We left by plane about 6 A.M. to return home about midnight that same night. On a previous visit, I had rented a car to travel between the airport and her house, but this time I didn't have it in me to drive. So, with some hesitation, I rented an Uber for the first time. That decision turned out to be so beyond my expectations. I had been up late the night before, packing and--let's be honest-- crying quite a bit . So, I was worn out before I even got up at 4:30 A.M. to head to the airport. I fully intended to sleep on the plane. However, as the sun slowly crept up in t...