One of my siblings has a son, and at one time there had been angry words that were said and he left home. For a long time, they had no idea where he was. You can just feel the pain in all of this. After a few years they did find that he was safe, but there was no communication between them.
For years I reached out to God, praying His words over the situation. I encouraging my sister whenever I got to see Her. I shared how much love that God has and that He had a plan and purpose for them, and that He was working it all out.
One day I was talking to my sister-in-law and she too had been seeking the Lord for this situation. We had been joined in prayer and never knew that. God sure knows what is needed.
Seventeen years passed since this has happened.
One day recently there came a knock on my sister’s door.
There stood her son!