Lockdown Day 686- 10 February 2022
Today was a special day in many ways. And when things happen in unplanned synchronisation, well, that is just a touch from heaven.
The wedding weekend is upon us and we left PE for Groot Brak, stopping in Kareedouw in the Langkloof. While hubby was in a meeting, I decided to check out The Sweaty Dutchman, a local coffee shop owned by a Dutchman Hans Pragt.
Their self-roasted coffee was smooth and aromatic. When my order arrived, I had that touch from heaven. I ordered an Uitsmijter which consists of a slice of toast with ham, egg, cheese amd mustard.
Today is my father's birthday. Sitting there with the Uitsmijter in front of me instantly triggered the memories of the stories he told of his student days.
So there I was, eating my Dad's fave on his birthday, drinking in this wonderful moment filled with great memories.
Later, as we were moving on through the Langkloof to get in Groot Brak before dark, the second touch of heaven appeared.
All around us white cloud banks rolled in over the mountains, looking like a scene from Switzerland with snow capped mountains on a summer's day.
The mist filled the Langkloof slowly and by the time we reached the Outeniqua pass we were shrouded in the clouds.
It felt like a wonderland and when Carman's Kingdom Suite started playing on the playlist, well, it became a touch of heaven. And somewhere in all this I knew my Dad was watching.
So tonight, I talk with my heavenly Father about my earthly one and asked Him to say hello.
After today I know for sure God's got this.
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