When divine interruptions are just….divine…
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When divine interruptions are just….divine…

I am sitting at a wrought iron patio table under an umbrella… outside Charlotte’s in Danville IL as I type this. All around me are tables of Danvillians…chatting, laughing, eating. Who knew? God did. I was riding along with Russ on a day trip, but the car we had began acting up on the highway….