Post # 1
This always struck me as interesting and has become a true testament to my spirituality. Now I am curious, how many others are out there?
The biggest “coincidence” was Mr. Tacos himself. After spending a year in the dating scene, meeting countless men who weren’t marriage material to me, I decided to accept that perhaps my life was to be full of lovers but no husband. Finally, I broke down and wrote a letter to God. It was my lowest time. Although I was happy with my wonderful friends and social life, and even my job… I felt like something was missing. I ended the letter asking if someone was meant for me, that I may have a sign, and promptly went to bed. About two hours later, I was sent an email about Mr. Tacos. I looked at his name and thought, ok. I’ll reach out and see what happens. Totally forgetting about the letter.
Everything seemed awesome. Mr. Tacos and I had many things in common, and he was absolutely hilarious. I’ve always had a thing with last names, and when I found out his, it meant a lot to me. His last name, in one of the languages which I am drawn to, simply means “love”. I thought that was interesting.
Mr. Tacos and I talked on the phone and emailed for the next week. We set up a date for that following Friday, but I just couldn’t wait. I needed to know *now*! We met on a Monday and has the best date. I felt like he was one of my old friends. The kiss sealed it, and some sort of emotion flickered across his face. It was as if he found me.
I remember calling my dad after he had left and telling him that I didn’t know why, but this is the man I’m going to marry.
Not just relationship coincidences have ocurred, though. There was a time last year I had driven to a new suburb to see a movie. I *knew* I was turning the wrong way but did it anyways on autopilot. I missed a head-on collision in the intersection by maybe a second.
I have so many other stories, but these are the two most recent. Anyone else? What do you call it?
Post # 3
I call it fate, but I don’t know that I’ve ever thought about where it comes from… if it’s from God or just what I call it. Hmmm…
Post # 4
I usually call it fate but the spiritual side of me believes that fate comes from God. I’ve had many unexplainable things happen in my life and should have died from a head-on collision with another car that was driving on the wrong side of the road (my side). I ended up only getting sideswiped and I ended up on the side of the road with no recollection of how I got there. I may not be a regular church goer, but I have a deep-rooted spiruality. Some things just can’t be explained by coincidence.
Post # 5
I think that it is from God. Something similar happened to me about 7 years ago. I was 16 trying to live a Christian lifestyle, but it seemed like my love life was suffering because of it. I felt that if God wanted me to live this life, then I should have someone to live it with. At the time I wasn’t really expecting a serious relationship because I was 16, but I wanted to go on a date and not be treated badly because I wanted to save myself.
Well I prayed about it and a few months later after my 17th b-day I met my FH. He had the same values as me, respected me, was talented, smart and looked good (lol). Be blessed.
Post # 6
I just always say everything happens for a reason. And I truly believe this to my core.
When I was in HS I was supposed to go with my grandma to Disney. We were going to meet some family there and I was taking my little sister (who was about 7 at the time). Well, I ended up having something for school come up, and backed out at the last minute. My parents didn’t want my grandmother to have to take my little sister by herself, so she drove alone.
My grandmother got into a horrible accident on the way there. While sitting at a stoplight, a semi plowed into her back-end and then drove over the back seat of the car. My grandmother was injured (she’s fine now), but the entire back end and seat of the car was demolished. My little sister would have been sitting there if I had not decided literally at the last minute to stay home to do homework. There is no way she would have lived.
Post # 7
Fate. I definitely don’t believe in coincidence but I do believe there is a higher power (call it whatever you want) at work. But I don’t believe that they are in 100% control since *everything* is a result of cause and effect. I have seen alot of freaky stuff in my day that I wouldn’t pass off as being the work of “God” or the devil or what have you but I think it’s sent from someone in the unseen realm to get a message across, whatever that may be.
Post # 8
God’s Plan for me. I am Christian and believe that He has had a plan for me before I was even here. (“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you. Jer. 1:4)
Post # 9
I think its just happenstance.
Post # 10
I call it God. After an abusive relationship, I struggled to surrender my desire to God, because I truly view the work that I do to be to His glory, and I’m not exactly rolling in single men here (hah!), and wasn’t willing to give up my career to go back to the States simply to try and ‘find a husband’ (I’ve known countless women who’ve done this, and it makes me sad every time).
Part of surrendering my desire was to write in incredibly long and unrealistic list of things that I thought my ideal life partner would have/be – stuff like being musical since I’m not, knowing my past and understanding where I’ve come from, respecting my career choice and a willingness to move to China with me, etc.
When I had finally surrendered it completely, J came along, and was everything I’d told God I wanted in a man. I mean, within WEEKS of my heart finally really having peace, J came halfway around the world to pursue me. And he was ev.er.y.thing on my list. Plus since we’d already been friends for so long, I was so comfortable with him, and able to trust him in ways I never knew if I’d be able to trust anyone (after my last relationship).
Only God can be that big.