In an Email to Stephanie after Mother's Day..
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.>Thank you for your thoughts on mother’s day and my mom. It sounds like your mom had a really special day. Something really cool happened with my mom and I and Lonnie. I had tried to send her flowers but it didn’t work and I got behind on the task. Then I was trying to connect to skype last night to call her and was having trouble. I figured some things out though and was able to get it working. I didn’t get through to them at home in Canada, so I thought I’d call Lonnie in Chicago. He answered and we started talking after not talking for forever. As we talked he told me that our mom was actually on her way to Norway with our Grandma and some Aunts and Uncles and that they were actually in Chicago getting ready to go to the airport. Then he suggested that we try and conference call them so I entered in the number on skype (www.skype.com) for my aunt's house from my location here in Hyderabad, India and pressed the conference option. Immediately it picked up the number and began
to ring at my aunt’s house. I couldn’t believe it. Our Aunt Sherry picked up the phone and then handed it over to our mom and there we were having a conference call with my mother on mother’s day, a first for our family. Lonnie and I chatted with her, fought with each other a little bit on the phone, she scolded us and we relented. Then we began our goodbyes and prayed for her and as we finished we could hear her voice cracking up a bit as she sniffled. It was special but it still wasn’t as good as if we were there, albeit that it wasn’t possible. The other thing was that I had tried to buy her flowers at the Lillooet flower shop to have them delivered to her on mother’s day at our house. I tried once and it didn’t work and then I kept putting it off and then when Lonnie told me that they were actually in Chicago on their way to Norway, I thought to myself – thank you LORD. So Steph, as I put this all t
ogether, I’m thinking, “this is a pretty good reason to believe not only in God’s sovereignty but also that his sovereignty is for the display of His goodness and grace towards us”. I couldn’t believe that by chance we were able to connect via skype and then that I hadn’t spent money on flowers that would have waited for her for weeks at our home in Lillooet. That’s because it wasn’t chance. God was setting things up and letting us know that it was Him. I thanked Him and in my prayer for my mom, we honored Him for sussing everything out. I think that God definitely takes care of us as children but also as forgetful bachelors too.
to ring at my aunt’s house. I couldn’t believe it. Our Aunt Sherry picked up the phone and then handed it over to our mom and there we were having a conference call with my mother on mother’s day, a first for our family. Lonnie and I chatted with her, fought with each other a little bit on the phone, she scolded us and we relented. Then we began our goodbyes and prayed for her and as we finished we could hear her voice cracking up a bit as she sniffled. It was special but it still wasn’t as good as if we were there, albeit that it wasn’t possible. The other thing was that I had tried to buy her flowers at the Lillooet flower shop to have them delivered to her on mother’s day at our house. I tried once and it didn’t work and then I kept putting it off and then when Lonnie told me that they were actually in Chicago on their way to Norway, I thought to myself – thank you LORD. So Steph, as I put this all t
ogether, I’m thinking, “this is a pretty good reason to believe not only in God’s sovereignty but also that his sovereignty is for the display of His goodness and grace towards us”. I couldn’t believe that by chance we were able to connect via skype and then that I hadn’t spent money on flowers that would have waited for her for weeks at our home in Lillooet. That’s because it wasn’t chance. God was setting things up and letting us know that it was Him. I thanked Him and in my prayer for my mom, we honored Him for sussing everything out. I think that God definitely takes care of us as children but also as forgetful bachelors too.
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