i dont know if i believe in fate, per say.
but some people. some experiences. make me think maybe just so.
like how a south african girl could be matched up so and intertwined with another, yet all the way with a oregon guy.
or how their lives and story thus far prepared themselves for each other in a very intimate and unique way. having gone through things that only they would know how to comfort and understand the other.
or how one could break his femur and be told he may not walk again, yet she is exactly the one who could understand how to get him back to health and be able to walk once more.
so i’m not sure about fate, but i do know there is a greater plan that we have nothing to do with.
when this plan comes into being and starts to work, i am amazed at these precious times i get to come in and here this story and feel just as a part of this story of fate.
callie and jake. she can only smile and speak good of him. and he fits her and loves her just the way she needs.
to the mr. and mrs.
the hallway from heaven. the beauty of having a wedding at a bed and breakfast.
i am blessed so much so when people like callie and jake find me. and weave me into their wedding story. that pick their dates around me, bring me south african magnets and sit down to speak encouragement to me at their own wedding receptions. my heart gets tied and images unquestionably impacted by these ties. i love those instances.