
God’s Orchestration
For several years, I have longed to reconnect with my grandparents’ family. I felt that I could feel their longing for their family to care for each other. Beaver, Utah was their family home site. Even though my grandparents’ home was demolished, the town still holds lots of sweet summer memories that make it a special place on the map. Recently however, it had become more meaningful to me. I had reconnected with a first cousin there whom I had never known well. When her parents died many years earlier, she had fallen out of the family focus. It had been years since I’d seen her, and had begun catching up with her. A year later, on my brother, Rand’s 52nd birthday this year, I suddenly remembered to give him a call to wish him a happy birthday. I very rarely call him. It was late in the afternoon and I jumped on the call, fearing if I delayed I would forget and miss the opportunity. When he answered, he told me that he was at the Beaver Creamery, having some ice cream with his wife. They had gone to Zion’s Canyon for a day trip. Inside I screamed with delight, begging him to go see this lost cousin. She sold interesting random art and artifacts from the walls of her own home. It was a unique experience to visit her “Make Believe Store” and I knew her inventory might interest my brother, who had a shop in Salt Lake City of such things. I was thrilled for them to meet. I’m not even sure he knew she existed, as she is at least 15 years older than he is. Thankfully he was willing to go. I was excited for him to be able to materially help her, by buying something from her. The timing was perfect. He was only half a mile from her home and had already stopped in town, making it so easy. He drove to her home and was looking at her wares when another first cousin of ours knocked on the door. She was driving through from Carson City, Nevada. She had meant to visit earlier in the day, but had been forced to sleep off some fatigue in her car–which put her there just in time to re-meet Rand. They hadn’t seen each other since he was 12 years old. It had been 40 years! It was just a little thing, but it was so perfectly orchestrated. I felt very touched that God, who knew the desires of my heart, would make such arrangements for me. So Tender! |

