Aaron and I decided to combine a quick lunch date with some needed shopping yesterday. It's been ages since we've gone out by ourselves, and school was almost finished for the day. So, on the spur of the moment, we headed out the door. And I'm so glad we did. We thought it might be wise to do the shopping first and then eat lunch to miss the rush, so by the time we stepped into the restaurant, I was ravenous.
I had walked up to the counter and began ordering my food when Aaron said in a whisper, "Joanna, I think that guy over there is David C____ ." I didn't turn around, but I told him it couldn't be David, because we were in the Solomon Islands. He repeated, "I really think it's David! It looks just like him." Keep in mind, we haven't seen David in almost twenty years. We sang together in choir at Stetson University. I placed my order, turned around, and said, "You are right - that IS David!" So, we walked right up to him and asked, "Is your name David?" And the rest of our time was spent catching up with this fun guy with a beautiful voice who played spades with us across Europe on choir tour so many years ago. Wow! Only God could have orchestrated this beautiful crossing of paths in the Solomon Islands.