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I learned some interesting family history a few years ago. It seems my great-great grandfather (Charles) decided to pick up stakes and move the whole family from Georgia to Texas around 1870 or so. He piled everything he had, including five little boys, into two ox carts and headed west. Nearing Mobile, Alabama, the cart he was driving hit a rock in the road, throwing him from the cart and breaking his leg. He soon contrated pneumonia and died; he was buried along the side of the road just outside the city of Mobile. My gg grandmother (Kate) turned the carts around and came back to Georgia. Her youngest son, Benjamin, had a daughter, Rose, who was my grandmother. Her son was my father. Had gg grandfather Charles not hit that rock on the road to Mobile, I wouldn't be here today.
When I first heard that story I was sorry for Charles, until I started to think about it, how that rock led directly from the middle of the road to me. I didn't feel so sorry for him after that, and I guess I am grateful that he made the turn onto that road.
Such is the way that God works His will. Nothing is unimportant, nothing is inconsequential, nothing is without consequences. There are no coincidences. If I have a purpose in life, and I believe I do, then God put that rock in the road so that I might live! Little decisions we make, turn left, turn right, go to the store or not, may have major consequenes in a hundred years. But God knows that! God wills that!
Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
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