In March of 1972, a little girl named Angie was born in Texas to two people originally from Missouri with a nearly 3-year-old son. Within three months, her family moved to Indiana JUST outside Cincinnati, Ohio. Two years later, they moved again to Muscatine, Iowa.
In November of 1972, a baby boy named Brian was born in HONG KONG to two people originally from Illinois with a 5 year old son. The circumstances behind Brian’s birth were very joyous, for just a short time before his conception, Brian’s parents had lost a baby due to a condition not yet discovered, yet treatable, in Brian’s mom with respect to child-bearing. The birth of another son without complications was a miracle for Brian’s family as is any birth to any family. For the first 5 years of Brian’s life, his family lived in various parts of the Far East – Indonesia, Thailand, Hong Kong until they were transferred to Illinois.
In Illinois, the family welcomed their third and final child – another son. When it was time for Brian to decide upon college, he had difficult choices. He was an excellent hockey player and had some offers to play hockey with some tuition subsidy at various universities. However, his parents knew Brian had a knack for math and encouraged an engineering program. The decision for the University of Missouri – Rolla would prove to be difficult for Brian as it is a very small town with no ice rink for miles. In the end, education over recreation was prioritized and Brian would attend UMR. It would be here that he would meet his soul mate – the girl God had created and intended for him.
These circumstances are miraculous as they are for any individuals coming together because the most extreme or the slightest circumstance change would have prevented us from meeting. For instance, if Brian’s mom and dad hadn’t lost the baby, they would have had a son a couple years older than Brian and Brian would not be. Brian and I would not be. Our family would not be. God had a plan. If Brian had chosen to play hockey in college as he sometimes regrets, Brian and I would not have met and once again, Brian and I would not be. If. If. If. There are so many ifs in one’s life that can change its entire course, the fact that we take the path we do can be described as nothing short of miraculous – a divine hand guiding us, leading us, shaping us, molding us along the way. There are MANY Ifs I wish I could change in my life. Many paths I chose to follow I wish I hadn’t. Many decisions I would change. That doesn’t discount the divine hand of God in my life. That shows He is willing to let me have free will, make mistakes, find my way to Him and rely on His grace to lead me, especially in that time of meeting my spouse – a time that neither of us knew the Lord much at all. My Miracle Monday this Monday is the fact that we two lost souls born on opposite sides of the planet could find each other out of all the billions of people in this world on this small campus in this small town in the middle of Missouri.
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