I wrote about Boston yesterday. Today I found out about an odd coincidence:
Sheryl, the gal who taught my blogging class so long ago? She’s a runner and ran the Boston, her first time. She and her family are OK and you can visit her blog at: e2dietician.com.
I don’t know why but, somehow, finding this out made me feel better.
Not about what happened. Not about what people are going through.
About the connections we make that seem so happenstance at the time.
About feeling a little less alone in all this turmoil.
About knowing that there’s a larger plan in place than what I know it to be.
“Coincidences are just God’s way of remaining anonymous.”
Have you ever experienced a coincidence that gave you comfort?