What else can I say…we just had dinner with the lovely family from Cary that I ran into on Tuesday as I walked to the train. G and I had Disciple I with the mom, Sarah, when we were newlyweds (5 years ago). Apparently, a few months ago (as they planned their trip), she wondered why we hadn’t been to church recently and asked others and found out we had moved to London. She had thought about contacting us, but being the mom of two very active and *brilliant* children, it slipped her mind.
On the flight over she thought, almost jokingly, maybe I’ll just run into them. To then only 4 days later do exactly that as she walked with her family through our very suburban borough just north of the more touristy districts. It can’t be coincidence. These types of things make me think a bit deeper. Wow.
We had a delightful dinner with the Haws and were very fortunate to find them amongst the millions…