Divine Adventures

Have you ever had a divine appointment and didn't know you were even scheduled for one? Only when you are in the middle of a said appointment do you recognize what it is, and later understand why you needed one. They are always unexpected and usually wierd.... in a wonderful sort of way. That very thing happened to me yesterday. With fuel prices as they are, going to town is only when a hunger mutiny is eminent. Ross was headed to Datil, NM to pick up some syrup troughs from Elliot and Evelyn McMaster, and asked if I wanted to go. I'm all for scaring up an adventure if the opportunity arises so at 4:00 am I was up and raring to go! Ok, so I wasn't raring ..... or up. Truth is, Ross had to threaten to leave me behind if I didn't get up. We sailed out of here by 5:00 am, pups and snacks in tow and five hours later we landed in the thriving village of Datil; then drove ten miles back into headquarters. What a beautiful place; a testament to fifty years of marriage and remodeling. Evelyn greeted me with a "I haven't seen you since your mother used to come visit me with you in the basket on the front of her bicycle! Can't say I remember that! Apparently, she grew up with my mom and they had been great friends all through school. She shared her memories with me of two farm girls with wind blown hair, riding a school bus, going to dances.... doing all that young girls do. You never think of your mom as a giddy school girl with hopes and dreams or a young mother with her whole life ahead of her. Nineteen years have passed since I lost my mom and I've allowed life and livin to rob me of alot of precious memories. I don't think they're forgotten but occassionally I need to be reminded of those special times we shared and the wonderful, caring woman she was. She shaped me into the wife and mother that I am today. Her struggles developed in her the strength to face the day before her and are a reminder to me to never give up on those I love. I wish she could have watched my kids grow up and selfishly I wish she could have been here with me through some of the "stuff" life tends to throw at you but the Lord's timing is always perfect. I never have believed in coincidences and certainly would have never believed that 250 miles away....a gift was wrapped up in a new friend named Evelyn; memories of a woman I didn't know but loved till the day she died.