there is always a rhyme and a reason…
On my way to the grocery store last night, I had a sudden change of mind and went to a different store instead. I had no idea why I did that, for the store does not have all the items I need. But the reason soon became apparent while I was in the bread aisle and literally ran into someone I have not seen for a very long time. She has been on my mind a lot lately, and unfortunately I had lost her contact number, so you can imagine how excited I was to see her again.
We exchanged greetings and the question which came out of my mouth took us both by surprise, for it is not something one would ask in a casual conversation. Nevertheless it was the one to ask and it touched on a very raw nerve. For instantly her demeanor changed and she got misty-eyed. I knew then we had to abandon our shopping lists for something else more important.
What supposed to be a 30 minutes coffee extended into two hours . She poured her heart out and unloaded her pains. Whatever had been bottled up for the past two years were finally off her chest. I could tell these two hours were very much-needed as part of her healing process. We ended our time with a hug and without a word we both felt the comfort and the relief. It was way past dinner time, and I went home without groceries, but my heart was filled with an unspeakable joy, and I thanked God for leading me there that evening . I knew that she had been ministered and comforted, not by me but by the Spirit of God. I knew it because it was not too long ago something similar happened to me, except that time I was the one on the other side of the table:
It was one of those typical dreary afternoons and I was having one of my pit moments. Frustrations and sadness had descended upon me like an unwelcome guest. The truth of the matter is, I have been fighting these feelings for a while, and the holidays somehow made it worse. As I was lying in bed having a one person pity party, the phone rang. The voice on the other end was one that I have not heard for years. She told me that the Lord had been urging her to call me. Needless to say, she got me at the moment when I needed a listening ear, and for the next half hour I talked incessantly . She had listened without saying one word, never offered any words of wisdom, nor quoted any scriptures. Strangely though, after the phone call I felt the load had been lifted off my shoulder, and that queasiness in my stomach was replaced by a warm fuzzy sensation. I had found my solace and it was the best feeling in the world. It was not what she had said but the fact that she had conveyed a very important message from The Lord…..He loves me and cares for me and had sent someone, His messenger, to embrace me at the moment when I needed His tender touch.
So you can see why I do not believe in coincidences. For every seemingly inconsequential thing in my life has a rhyme and reason.
It is ordained for His divine purpose.