Last Sunday night, we brought to church the Groom's Cake from our daughter's wedding, which was 5 years ago. She and her husband and daughters were visiting with us that week, so we brought the cake to church for an after-church snack. The cake was actually very good, after 5 years (and no one got sick!). What made the occasion very special was that the woman who made the cake, not knowing we were serving the cake, came to church that night. Her husband died 4 months ago while working underneath his truck, and she came to visit that night. Irony, Coincidence, or Sovereignty?