During a Flu Epidemic, years ago, both little Michael’s parents died, and his prospects were to be sent to a State-run orphanage. Then, mysteriously, the social worker contacted a distant uncle, a bus driver, who decided to sell his newly acquired house and continue living in an apartment to raise Michael. He already had a wife and daughter.
Michael matured and prospered. His new parents sent him and his new sister to college, where Michael found his bride and went on to a satisfying adulthood. It was better than an orphanage.
It wasn’t perfect, but in the divine kingdom, which starts here and now, it would never have happened without the kindness of once estranged relatives.