HE MAKES A WAY
The other day, I watched a very nice poetic presentation by my daughter’s class titled “Where is my hairy toe”. It was a very beautiful and fulfilling experience for me. Yes, my daughter was part of the presentation, so I may have been wearing rose colored glasses, but beyond that, the events that led up to that moment also impacted my experience. It was a firm reminder that our God is a way maker . The week before the presentation, my daughter mentioned her class was learning a new poem for school presentation. All the pupils in her class will participate in reciting the poem but only 2 people are to ‘act’ during the presentation. The teacher was yet to choose the only female character and my daughter hoped she will be chosen. I did not realize how badly she wanted to play that role until during night prayers on Sunday when she prayed passionately to be chosen. So you can imagine my anxiety when I returned from work on Monday and the first thing she told me was someone else was