I have a really good friend called John. That’s him up there in the photo at the top – the handsome one on the bike.  John and his lovely family recently moved to Los Angeles ( I REFUSE to walk in envy!! I grew up in LA and loved it….). One day, about two weeks before John moved to LA,  we were messing about with cameras and motorbikes and dreaming of road trips..John mentioned this friend of his that he wished he had been able to introduce me too. Suffice to say, I really wanted to meet this guy, because he is a true maverick in his line of work and could potentially give me and Isaiah some wise advice.

I didn’t want to hassle John (please oh please oh please arrange it!!) because John, being the utterly selfless and generous type, had already done a lot for me. I was really having to hold back on the whole begging routine (plus it’s not a classy look, eh?). I kinda gave it up to God. Let it go. Moved on.

At this time (and only three days later)  our youngest son was performing in an awesome production called the ‘Life of Christ’ on the Wintershall estate. If you haven’t seen it, book for next summer. It is done in four acts and the audience actually becomes part of the cast. You really need to see it to understand, but in a nutshell, each act is about an hour long, and then you move to a new location for the next one. We had gone down as a family and a bunch of friends to see Gabriel and his class perform (knockout!).

With all the friends and family settled at the top of a hill to view the first act, I decided to go down to the front to take some pictures of the kids. It was pretty packed out down there, so I moved to an area that just a few people were sitting. I remember taking in a couple to my left, a young girl, and a few others nearby, but other than that, in this particular area, it was just us.

Now, I think having worked as a photographer, I tend to notice small details. I noticed that the guy sitting next to me was also taking photos but with a really cool camera phone. He also had a beautiful leather postman-type bag next to him, the kind I would love to have in Isaiah’s collection one day. On the ground between us was a programme of the production. I picked it up to have a read and suddenly remembered that mine was up with my mum on the hill. I put it back down again and said sorry to the guy. He did rather an odd thing for an Englishman – he put his hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze and said ‘Take it, have a look’ or words to that effect. NB: I love Englishmen, heck, I am married to one, but you have to admit they are not known for their random acts of shoulder squeezes, now, are they?

As I turned back to the production, the Holy Spirit said to me ‘ That’s BJ’ (the guy that I wanted John to introduce me to…………em, WOW). I did sit for a moment in stunned disbelief, but I knew what I had heard. I turned to the guy and asked him if he was indeed BJ. Well, of course he was. We then had this funny conversation with him asking me how I knew who he was if we had never met before. It’s a bit, how shall I put this, weird to say to someone you have never met, and have no idea if they are going to think you are a total and utter nutter, that the Holy Spirit has just told me. We ended up having a brilliant day with BJ and his daughter joining us for lunch.  It was awesome and mind-blowing and so very God, up to His old tricks of ‘Let’s throw a miracle her way’. You know the ones, they come completely out of the blue and take us so by surprise.

So, I learnt a huge lesson in trust that day. And this is what it is. If God has something for you, someone He wants you to meet, or something he wants you to do – and we get in agreement with that for our lives – He will make it happen. Truly there is nothing He can’t do, no one He can’t introduce you to. As much as I love John, God showed me that relying on other people is not the answer, relying on Him is. He will open doors that no man can shut. If we trust in Him, if we trust in Him. I think I have said before that I have no idea what the future holds for Isaiah – but He does. All I have to do is what He asks of me, when He asks me to, and finally I just get to sit back and watch Him perform His miracles. What an honour.