Recognizing God’s Provisions
Last week, our Toyota RAV 4 broke down on a country road in southern Virginia, 300 miles from home. It was Sunday in the late afternoon and Pam, my sister, Leah, Amanda, and her fiancée Patrick were returning to Richmond after an afternoon of wedding planning at the Waverly Estates wedding venue in Lunenburg, 75 miles southwest of the city. They were in the middle of nowhere, in an area of the deep south that makes East Earl look like…