By Sharon Ray
Last week I moved my dad out of his house in Los Angeles to a home in the California desert. There was nearly 70 years worth of things to move out! By the time the big truck had pulled away, I had Dad’s car packed almost to the ceiling—and then, his car wouldn’t start!
We had to get to the desert fast in order to be there when the truck arrived the next morning. It was such an outrageous situation that I knew: God was up to some mysterious good. I decided to stay peaceful.
I went in the house to find my daughter. “Want to know something funny?” I asked her.
She had the solution right away, pulling a stranger out of his car to jump my dad’s vehicle. The third time he jumped the car my daughter kept her foot on the accelerator so it wouldn’t die.
With her foot on the accelerator, my daughter whipped out her iPhone, like the Lone Ranger draws his trusty gun, “BMW dealership, are you still open? Can I bring in a car? Yes? Okay, we will be there in 20 minutes….Enterprise? Do you have an SUV left for rent today? Yes? Okay we will be there shortly; please hold it for us.” I am truly blessed to have such a capable daughter as Charlene.
My 92 year old beloved dad was in the house going through little drawers to see if he had left anything behind. God only knows if we would EVER have gotten him out of there if it hadn’t been for the transportation emergency!
The very last day I was going to leave the desert after helping Dad settle in, he said in a most pitiful and sad way, “Why don’t you stay one more night. You don’t have a reason to leave today.”
I stayed one more night, and we went through a box of family photos, enjoying our time together hugely. We found two wonderful photos of my sweet Mother, and one of Dad that we framed immediately and set on the kitchen table. It was an evening ordained by God many days before, and made possible by the most unlikely events.
Truly, everything happens for a reason, and God makes all things work unto the good of those who love Him.