COINCIDENCE? WE THINK NOT

I’ve just experienced a coincidence that I almost took for a coincidence. And I've got to give credit to last night's snow for awakening me...and of course it would be the bad-word, bad-word snow.

I had an appointment for 9:00 AM this morning for my annual physical. I heard last week that Tuesday's weather was going to be extremely cold, below zero, with Wednesday's nearly as cold. I started at that point pondering whether I should cancel and make a new appointment. I did nothing. [Note to self: When one is pondering and doing nothing, it is no longer called "pondering." It is called "procrastination," which is just a pretty word used to dress up a bad habit.]

I justified doing nothing because the word "snow" was never mentioned. One flake of snow in my world today? I do not move my body from inside to outside. I just kept hearing about wind chill and feels like, and temperatures were going lower every time they were mentioned. Still I relied on my bad habit. 

Monday night...literally, nighttime, it was 8:30 PM...my phone rings. It was my doctor's automated appointments robot calling to remind me of my Wednesday 9:00 AM appointment and giving me three options: Push 1 if I'm going to be there; push 2 for I don't remember why; push 3 if I want to cancel. I pushed 3...it didn't believe me and asked me to push 3 again if I meant it, so I did. My appointment was canceled. I was relieved but still feeling like maybe I should have made the effort to go.

All day yesterday, the weatherman kept announcing snow on the way all around, but none over here where I live...specifically, he left us out. Last night, the last shot I saw on my TV after the State of the Union speech was of the Capitol with snow falling. Since I don't live on the Hill, I still thought I was safe...it was late and I was sleepy, what can I say?

We haven't gotten to the coincidence yet, but here it comes. I got up this morning with snow covering everywhere I could see. It was then I said, "What a coincidence! That automated robot saved my bum...I wouldn't have canceled, I don't drive in snow, and..." with which it occurred to me: It wasn't the robot, it was God. God taking care of business...taking care of my personal business because He loves me AND it’s His job.

Here's my today's lecture: Never, never, never pass up an opportunity to give God credit...to give God all credit.

It may have been just a coincidence. It may have been the robot only. But what if what I've been saying and believing for years, i.e., God can and will intervene in my life in my behalf, is true? Isn't this the proof of it? Plus, what pay-it-forward good comes from believing in a robot? A robot is only as good as its programmer.

God is God's programmer, and It is good. Not to mention, God is always on our side. A robot? You take your chances.

Thank you.