The Building in the photo above looks like a pleasant country manor house. It is or was. For our family it is a picture of the providence of God.
In the early 1950s a man in his forties who had recently become a Christian was sent by his pastor to the pastoral care home – “De Hezenberg” because he suffered from depression. Due to a series of dramatic incidents in his life he needed “time out” in a caring environment. This need had been recognised by his pastor. A short while later a young lady in her mid twenties, also sent by her pastor, came because of health issues. She too needed time to recoup in a loving environment away from the “rat race”.
These two people fell in love, but the man had already made plans to emigrate to Australia. He left and the young lady promised to follow him. Which she did a year later. They were married in Melbourne and over the next 8 years grew a family of three young daughters.
These two people were my wife’s mum and dad. Her dad passed on in 1963 and her mum just a few years ago.
Why do I call this providence? Well, at the lowest point in their lives God enabled them to find each other, happiness and start a family. Even though my wife’s dad died early on (after 11 years of marriage) he left behind three girls who have all continued in the faith that he had found later in life.
There is much more to this story. But which ever way you look at at it, God’s hand is firmly in it!
It always amazes me how God brings his plans about. Stories like yours remind us why God is so trustworthy! Thank you for sharing it.
Thank you for the feed back. So often the tough times are the contrast for future joy – here and in heaven.
Wow I’ve always know God’s direction in my life but that takes it back even further. Thanks for the info Pieter and thank you God for another blessing revealed.
Isn’t it great to know we are in the plans of God! This was part of God’s plan for you.
Great is our God. That story is enough to make a nonbeliever question. God doesnt do coincidence, but he does do providence
Isn’t it good to know someone is in control and it is not us!
What a beautiful story and place! Lovely.
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