This is a true story of how God used the death of my grandson to bring into His fold another prodigal son.
Bruce and Mary were coming from Bruce's father's funeral when they passed the accident. My beloved grandson, Dane, lay on the side of the road, dying from a motorcycle accident. As they passed the scene of the accident they were compelled to turn around and try to minister aid to Dane. The accident happened on Bruce Lane. What are the chances of a man named Bruce just happening to be passing that road on the night of Dane's accident? In the months to come we would begin to understand God's extreme networking of our lives. And when God whispered to my spirit that Dane's fruit would come through his death, I wondered how that could possibly be. Then, in His powerful and multi-faceted way, He began to do things that would only be possible for Him. He sent confirmations in most unusual ways. He sent dragonflies, over and over, to dance over my head and invade my life in a way that no one doubted was a miracle. Once I had asked Him to show me dragonflies again at my grandson's grave. He didn't. I told Him that was okay. When I got home, dragonflies were everywhere in my yard!