I read once that coincidence is the intersection of Earth’s and eternal time. I do not believe coincidence is random. I believe coincidences are designed reminders of God’s plan. And those reminders are often people who appear at a pivotal moment when we are opening to receiving the message.
My dog Cosmo has a habit that is a bit embarrassing. He likes to steal underwear and chew holes in them. And he is specific in his damage—he only chews female undergarments at the lower end nearer to the front. And I was in Lord and Taylor’s in an effort to replenish the chewed supply with new, whole undergarments.
And while I was looking down at one of the display tables, out of the corner of my eye, in the other department adjacent to mine, I saw someone stop and stare at me. And only when I heard Mrs. Ciccone is that you? did I look up. It was John Okulski the former principal of the high school. And he came right over and hugged and kissed me and he remarked how nice it was to see me. And he asked about my girls and I told him how well everyone was.
You see I have not seen Mr Okulski since he retired in 2004. He does not live here in town. And the thing is, I had just written about him for my blog. I had not posted it yet. And while I was writing I remembered thinking I wonder if he is okay? I wonder if he is happy? I wonder if I will ever see him again and if I do, will he remember me and my girls?
And there he was. And he was as warm and kind as I had remembered. And it was so nice to see him. Had I zigged instead of zagged when I walked through the store our paths would not have intersected-- I don’t believe it was random. The timing was too perfect. I think it was God or the universe affirming that telling everyone through my writing that he was a good man was what I was intended to do—and it was from an source outside of myself. And I was open to the message and so it found me.
And when we hugged and kissed goodbye I felt good---like an angel had spoken to me. Because God sends us angels sometimes. Angels are the messengers. They walk with and among us. And when the moment is right they speak to us through people. And they tell us what we need to hear. The time and place of the angel’s message is what we flippantly call coincidence—a reminder that God has a plan.
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