A Sign

Our two daughters chose a small Christian college, a physically safe, spiritually safe place. They didn't chose it because they were looking for a safe place, but that was certainly a nice side benefit.

Our son just moved into a major state university. His dad and sisters have all been concerned about that difference.

18000 undergraduates attend Kentucky. And out of all those students, I know one other than Luke, my cousin Kaitlyn.

On Friday we moved Luke into his dorm. We ate dinner together. Then it was time for him to attend a series of student events while we caught a reception for parents and families. We left Luke and walked a circuitous route to the building where our reception was.

And as we walked down the street toward that building, who should we see out of those thousands of students, but my cousin, Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn who is not only a family member and the only person we know there, but Kaitlyn who is connected into one of the campus ministries and was on her way to the event we left Luke at.

At first we thought she could never find Luke in that crowd, then we remembered he was sporting his Cincinnati Reds attire, a red shirt in a sea of blue, wearing his cap turned backward with Howell printed there. (Kaitlyn had not seen Luke since they were both small). No trouble recognizing him. She found him and was able to direct him to another Christian event following that first one.

Because I was so blown away by that, I called my aunt, who told me we could meet Kaitlyn at her house on Saturday. I had an email about that, but wasn't online and would not have received it in time.

So we would have missed connecting with Kaitlyn all together, prearranged or otherwise, if God had not sent her down Rose Street at just the right moment on Friday.

So what? So the same God who arranged all that in that huge place swarming with thousands of students will continue to look after Luke.

I am reassured.