Yesterday I received an invitation in the mail from my step-dad’s new wife. Yes, I said that correctly. I have one of those families. We aren’t quite Jerry Springer worthy, but there have definitely been some interesting turns. I couldn’t help but laugh when I read the inside:
Until I got this save the date, I had forgotten about my new brother. If you would have asked me, I would have probably not even remembered his name. I think I might have remembered it started with a “C” sound. Chris, Conner, Charlie?
His name is Cody. (I now know this thanks to his save the date fridge magnet.)
My “brother’s” wedding invite was a nice reminder, and I couldn’t help but smile as I stuck the wedding save the date magnet to my fridge. God has a plan. It is not always what we pictured or thought we wanted. It’s almost always better.
As my own future seems uncertain, it was nice being reminded that it all works out. Sometimes the journey is painful and confusing, but I have to believe that He has my back.
I wish the magnet included the other brother (there’s a 2nd one); I really have no clue what his name is.