Coinky-dink

[David C Kifer]

There are no coincidences, he used to tell his _Srodowisko_ friends;
what seems coincidence is actually a facet of God's providence that we
don't understand yet.
-- George Weigel, _The End and the Beginning: Pope John Paul II--The
Victory of Freedom, the Last Years, the Legacy_ (2010)

--
Dave
"Tam multi libri, tam breve tempus!"
(Et brevis pecunia.) [Et breve spatium.]

[SteveMR200]

On Sat, 21 May 2011 00:16:07 -0400, David C Kifer wrote in message:
<ir7ea...@news2.newsguy.com>:

>There are no coincidences, he used to tell his _Srodowisko_ friends;
>what seems coincidence is actually a facet of God's providence that we
>don't understand yet.
>-- George Weigel, _The End and the Beginning: Pope John Paul II--
> The Victory of Freedom, the Last Years, the Legacy_ (2010)

In Anaheim, California, Mavis Jackson drove past the
Crystal Cathedral. For twenty years, she said the
same thing: "Someday I'm going to go there."

One Sunday morning, she did. Putting on her best
outfit, she simply decided, "Today is the day."

Getting there early, Mavis took a seat in the middle
and watched the huge three-thousand-seat megachurch
fill with people. She was awed as the majestic
voices of the choir seemed to encircle her. She
marveled at the manner in which a huge section of
the glass ceiling slid open at the start of the
service as if to invite even the birds to worship.

At the end of the service, Mavis stood up and waited
for the aisle to clear. Trying not to sound too
excited, she said to the young lady who'd been next
to her, "I am so glad I came today. Wasn't it
wonderful?"

The young woman nodded.

"Are you from here?" asked Mavis.

"No, I'm from the Midwest," said the young woman,
adding, "I'm actually here on a mission. To
find my birth mother."

There was a pause.

"I know how you must feel," said Mavis. "A long
time ago, I had to give up a little girl for
adoption. I didn't want to . . . but . . . "

Another pause.

The young woman looked deeply into Mavis's eyes.

"Do you . . . remember her birthday?"

"Yes," said Mavis cautiously. "October 30th."

"That's MY birthday," gasped the young woman.

That's right! A remarkable "coincidence"--a
godwink--had reunited a long lost mother and
daughter. What are the odds of that?

--Squire D. Rushnel (1938- )
_When God Winks At You: How God Speaks Directly
To You Through The Power Of Coincidence_ [2006],
"Godwinks Are Personal"

--
Steve