I haven’t thought of a name. I am not excited. Then your papa told me a story that somehow made me realize of my selfishness or indifference perhaps.
Your papa’s cousin’s nearly three-year-old baby died of dehydration. The baby had non-stop vomiting and diarrhea for days.
I did not know what to say. Your papa seemed affected by the news. After all, he is close to his cousin and the baby was his godchild.
Then I told him. God works in mysterious ways. You never know his plans, but if you trust in Him, definitely you will know that it is for the good of all.
And I’ve realized that it was not only to your papa that I want to address that. I was also telling myself that message.