I enjoyed visiting Buckley in north Wales this morning. I remember this community mainly for the production of bricks. From now on I'll remember it for something else.
On the way to the Catholic Church I forgot the post code for the GPS. About two miles away from my destination I asked a lovely lady the way. She gave me clear directions which almost got me there. I got lost and had to turn back. That was my fault.
When I got to the Church I was surprised to see the lady who had given me directions.
There is only one problem with coincidences being God's way of keeping angels anonymous: you might miss them!
giving thanks in all things
3 months ago