Links of Love

Links of Love
By Patricia Potts

How does a loving Father communicate to his children? Sometimes through links of love. I believe that there are times Father puts a series of events in our path that lead us to greater peace. The two events I want to share were fortunate events. I know there have been other links of love that contained what I thought was unfortunate.

Decades ago when I was 17 I took guitar lessons in the front room of a neighbor I loved it. It was like breathing fresh air for me and I spent many hours practicing. I also imagined what it would be like to be a guitar teacher. Three months following my first lesson I was teaching guitar through community education. I continued teaching privately and when I was 19 Dan and I were engaged. I showed my diamond to my student, Shelly, and she told me her grandparents had a downstairs apartment that they rented for free to couples who would help clean and do yard work. That link turned out to be a giant one for Dan and I as he finished school, worked part time and I went through difficult pregnancies. That connection made it possible for Dan to finish school without debt.

Now, nearly 35 years later another link connects. One of my guitar students had to drop out because of other conflicts so I decided to put an ad looking for new guitar students on KSL.com. My ad was answered by a Becca, a friendly, delightful woman. During our first lesson she somehow mentioned that she really enjoyed going to moon lake. “Sounds like fun!” I agreed then wrote “moon lake” on my ponder page to think and pray about it. I thought that maybe next summer we could go.

The next day I was talking to my friend Darla, and I mentioned moon lake, suggesting that we go up for a writers. Although we aren’t generally very spontaneous, before the day was over Darla and I discussed the possibility with our husbands, Dan and Doug suggesting that they join us for fishing at the end of the week. We cleared our schedules and within 5 days were driving to Moon Lake. I know God was aware that Darla was wrestling with home and professional pressures, I was having a difficult time relating to my son, Doug had been under pressure at work and needed to spend time with his new fishing boat and Dan was on his final training for a half marathon and wanted a beautiful spot to run.

I marvel at how God orchestrated these links of love that met each of our needs as we felt his love though quiet time enjoying shimmering lakes, sheltering trees and healing hills. I wonder how many other links he has given me that have brought me to where I am. Maybe it’s time I start noticing them more.