Eight months along with my second son, I was very sick with the flu. Holed up in my bed, I coughed until my sides were bruised and. with my large belly, could find no comfortable way to rest. My friend Mary was a day or so ahead of me with the same virus. I called her daily, praying she would tell me it was almost over.
When I surfaced from the scourge, it was time for an appointment with my midwife. I had just enough strength to buckle in my 4 year old and drive over the bridge to Philadelphia. Parking was a challenge. For prior appointments I either circled the block until a spot opened or I drove directly to the parking garage and navigated that maze of floors, cars, elevators and stairs and the subsequent hike to her office.
This day I chose the garage, I didn’t have the stamina to search for a spot. As I waited in heavy traffic right in front of the midwife’s office, I glanced over and saw two beautiful ladies walking toward me, enjoying soft pretzels. One of them caught my eye. She was waving. At me? Yes. She was saying something. To me? Yes! I rolled down my window and the winter air poured in with her sweet voice. “Do you want my spot?” She was pointing at the car beside me. “But how can I? I’m blocking you.” “We’ll wait for you,” she said. “Go around the block!” I did, wondering if I was in a fever induced hallucination. When I came up behind them in the line of traffic, sure enough, they pulled out and seamlessly, I pulled into their spot.
We had only a few steps to the office. I looked down at my son as we walked hand in hand, “Seth, those women were angels.” “They couldn’t be, Mom. Angels have wings.” God can do anything.
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland. Isaiah 43:19
Meeting God at the Park 